Tense.
you’re not here
you’re not there
you’re not anywhere in between
you’re the arrival
and the leaving
you are the gross miscalculation
the careful punctuation
the kingdom of lepers cradling the cure
beware the carrion swarm
they come for your heart
they have no schedule
they don’t wait for trains
they’ve tried to catch you before
and failed, future perfect indicative
I couldn’t begin to teach you
all the things I’ve failed
on principle of consistency
I don’t play with dice
I hold no hands
I am screaming for someone
anyone
anyone
to fix everything
I don’t think you’re worthy
and I don’t think he can handle it
and he’s been coming, past predicated
with impressive speed
he’s a flyer of spectacularly bad aim
and he aims to win
and he keeps on keeping on
no matter what I say
no matter what you fuck up
he will keep on keeping our secrets
he will keep on smashing down walls
and the occasional fruit cart
we could have started sooner
but that would necessarily skew
everything, present encompassing authoritative
we just can’t help ourselves
it’s our nature to take them head on
safety goggles be damned
we are the ultimate power play
with all the honesty of a laugh track
we will destroy the world
and make it over in our image
stand back, adjust
and try again
there’s always, always
always
more time.


