urge to merge

1.
The failure of muscle
to perform the last step [of glycolysis]
is a good thing, of course.
Alcohol is more toxic than lactic acid
and its presence in the cell would be
correspondingly more dangerous...
Muscle cells would have to discharge alcohol
into the blood stream
and the organism would quickly
get gloriously drunk
and then die.
--Isaac Asimov, 1962 (Life and Energy, p. 278)

2.
To that long-lost last glycolytic step,
Loss of which prevents our pickling
In our own alcohol,
I propose a toast!
And another, to muscle tissue!
And another, to... bones
For muscles to pull against
So that we can, for instance,
Lift things, thuch as... another glass!
(Did I thay "things thuch"??? Hahahaha!
I meant "things SUCH as another glath"...
Tho, here'th to... like... lactic athid...
And to, uh, to... thell di-fer-en-chee-A-shun...
And... uh, to... to the whole freaking evolution
Of multithellular freaking LIFE!!!

3.
after the party was over
i sat alone and was overcome
by the strangest urge
to merge or fuse with you
to mutually dissolve
into each other's atoms
as far past sex
as the heavens beyond earth

4.
would we could go back in time
when life was little more than slime
so i could be soup with you

5.
when we sleep
together
being ashes or dust
with you
will do