Instant Death (poetry)
You are doing the best you can,
quiet and hidden in my spine.
What are you curious about?
prosperity, equality, and security
Harmonious living
that grand narrative
that the last brush strokes are all that matters
If you're anything like me,
you got no stones!
Hey, man,
at this point, things get complicated.
Strange things happen here!
The dark continents of your mind,
several victims of chance up in arms
fairies, witches,
blood-red dwarves
Things aren't what they used to be.