I am too alone. Like a single celled organism A protista In a cellular jungle of complex species. One electron in a cloud of protons, Isotopic. We could be like the eightieth element, So mercurial, But I always appear to be so negative, Incapable of bonding to anything And incredibly neurotoxic I am unwanted. I am unneeded. Even recalled form thermometers. Unstable enough To cause acute Poisoning. And because I am so biohazardous I am left alone Sitting in a glass beaker To sulk.