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What are you waiting for?
One minute I'm a catch.
A pair of dark eyes in the corner of my lenses.
The world is the blade.
The blade is the world.
Did I bend the world or did the world bend me?
More like a fold. A snap.
A twig. Crumpled in several pieces on the floor.
My hair gets darker. The lines on my face get deeper.
The smirk is the same, the onyx rings are the same.
That mad howl in the night
that estranged vow through fingertips and light.
playing chicken with a semi
putting the barrel to my eye and twisting the cylinder
the serene drop into the unknown
still distorted
still sharp
still my second best form of expression.
I'm the empty
you're the fire
and in this rock paper scissor world
there is no winner
just beautiful
warm tendrils dancing in the void.
Recognize me in this life, so I can worship you in the next.
Crumble under the same vows
rebuild despite the same sorrows
and I'll at least throw in some comic relief on the downtime.
