once there was a young man
who had a vibrant glow
but one short day
some time ago
a young woman took it from him

she turned to me one day
said, "nomorecutandmoosegames,ok?"
continued, "we need
to start
paying
attention."
i answer
"No.
We need
to be
the tension
that people start paying."

and a car bomb
cups your cheek
in its hands
tells you not to worry
says that it will,
for you,
polish your crown
and find you
some dessert

it wipes
your jet fuel tears
from your chin
dissolving
your top layers
of skin
at the ends
of its tasty grasp.

Soon,
Her entire empire
becomes your stage

everyone gleams

shut up

as the car bomb
says, "crunch"
and informs you
politely
how to fall in
too deep.