at the end of the day the cardinal rays like focused lasers point to the sun now bald and burning on the precipice of the world promise to kill the light threaten to deliver the night
the sun dons a platinum blonde wig of clouds slinks over the edge of the world past the point of caring she's well before us (and is, well... behind us)
can do nothing to stop her or do anything to change her mind she can end this day of ours... quietly or wait for sorties of words airstrikes of prose poetic clusterbombs
how did it start by bringing something down... down... and down trapped by a stereotype styled by a magic wand of mystery swirled by a not-girl, a not-home a not-her knotted her entrapped or empowered or empowerment shortage a rolling electrical coma shorted out by her misogynist homophobe hellbent for helpless hotties hot dishes... hot plates... that I never got
signing the powers felt she was saying "I told you so" her phallic pen stuck out at me come home to find my lifestyle stripped for firewood, for kindling the looting had begun please take this male sacrifice want to her to see we aren't all scumbags just want to be relieved just want the power back need to feel normal but nothing is or ever will be again
at the end of the day
the cardinal rays
like focused lasers
point to the sun
now bald and burning
on the precipice of the world
promise to kill the light
threaten to deliver the night
the sun dons a
platinum blonde wig of clouds
slinks over the edge
of the world
past the point of caring
she's well before us
(and is, well... behind us)
can do nothing to stop her
or do anything to change her mind
she can end this day of ours...
quietly
or wait for
sorties of words
airstrikes of prose
poetic clusterbombs
how did it start
by bringing something
down...
down...
and down
trapped by a stereotype
styled by a magic wand of mystery
swirled by a not-girl, a not-home
a not-her
knotted her
entrapped or empowered
or empowerment shortage
a rolling electrical coma
shorted out by her
misogynist homophobe
hellbent for helpless hotties
hot dishes...
hot plates...
that I never got
signing the powers
felt she was saying
"I told you so"
her phallic pen
stuck out at me
come home to find
my lifestyle stripped
for firewood, for kindling
the looting had begun
please take this male sacrifice
want to her to see
we aren't all scumbags
just want to be relieved
just want the power back
need to feel normal
but nothing is
or ever will be
again