so even if the whole universe came and will leave instantaneously
at least i know that
all the forces of time and matter
permitted the rivers to rush
the sun to burn
and Earth to revolve
during our brief lifetimes

though your masculinity whimpers for a boost
and your precious character lacks dimension
find your own reckless abandon
for my mystery is forceful blow
but only comprises a part of the whole
i’m not your manic pixie dream girl
i won’t do well as your pedestal

condensation
fermenting on my lips
while they shrivel
at the memories
the cold months bring

the body is calm, sleek and streamlined
while the straps are tightened
until the skin bulges at the edges
of each steel buckle

the machine whirs on
the red light taunting along with the audience
residue of a smile is left on face inside

until the air’s too thin
the onlookers cheer
the simultaneous roaring
of both fatal instruments

the sounds then cease
and the smoke then clears
but all that remains when the gears stop cranking
is a single shard of glass
with no reflection

and the crowd goes wild

how did this archaic being make it to my broken world?
dresses of cloth and lips painted by berries
i can only envision her ancient soul
in fields of rolling grass that no longer exist
save yourself from this new era, new city
its only for me and the other masters of modernity
who are numb enough to fade into the present

I watched the great demolition from the window
grand ballrooms dripped in decadence
sentenced to their own extinction
as the chandelier came crashing down
each crystal cascaded perfectly
like a million tiny meteors
i couldn’t pull my gaze from the theatrics
the predestined downfall
of an empire

my gold encrusted heart
tried to reveal the secrets of the dawn
when the morning is still new
and there’s no coffee on

when the blinds are still closed
but the sun’s getting restless
when our dreams are still real
and the world’s still majestic

but the day broke too soon
and my courage disappeared
the dawn reveled on
unbeknownst to what i’d feared