lexi challenged me to come up with just one reason why justin timberlake shouldn't be shot up into the sun, but i found the challenge taxing and unprofitable, so i resorted to writing some poetry instead...
"just watch the fireworks"
the disturbance pushes me into existence
the harsh biting cold of your words against my open heart
driving you to murder, every light is a life worse off
in a world with me or you
shadows bundled at our feet
as if we've aquired the ability to walk of our own accord
without support...
it seems i've driven you to laughing into smoke
your arms embrace a distruction you can't see
a destruction you can see beyond
such is your wisdom, your "someone's always worse off than me"
which means you smile whenever children starve and die
so you bathe in every spark and every nothing new
asleep and dreaming in the liquid colours, cultures and creeds
developing bonds with the early falling dew
a friendship that i once could place in anything
a fireworks display that i once knew...