Get off, get grievous,
and go bigger.
I’m not the one
who pulled this trigger,
I swear, merely he
who issued the initial dare.
Don’t worry, a big scare
is coming up the listless,
lawless way, fixing
to put the lights out of Day
and maybe chew the scene a spell.
What the hell
is up with them lights, anyway?
So ravenous and replete
with reptile ire, drawing fire
from the fiending skies,
they penetrate the eyes
and run circles ’round the mind
ragged with woe
and broken glass perceptions.
-r. miller
*Insert Propaganda Here* 