qarrtsiluni

Afraid people aren’t listening?
Wear a crown made of condenser microphones.

Run your finger along your bevel square
while describing the miraculous slag sculptures
you’re smelting behind a wall of emerald arborvitaes.

Soon they’ll be staring at your macoma
(my word for the point where jawbones meet).

They may, in fact, stare at you like someone
who’s had their head sawed off and then sewn back on.

Comfort them: No need to be frightened,
when the stars flatline like that
it just means we’re traveling at light speed!

Then your lightsaber theory, how it’s the most benevolent weapon
because it instantly cauterizes each wound it creates, each limb it severs.

Speak till your throat fills with ashes and impractical,
unsustainable volts of joy begin to electrocute you.

by Daniel Hales

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