On the Rocks

by Ella Duffy

I’ll have an oil spill
on the rocks.
Earthshaking. Dirty.
I want the works.
Nitrous oxide, CO2,
give me rolling mist,
smoke, smog.
Polluted.
Can you fill it to the brim?
Raise the sea levels?
Spray it with acid to give it that
kick?
I want heat, flames
fuelled by fossil.
Complex notes. Bitter.
Rim the glass with coal,
garnish with palm,
and put it on my tab.