I am a reckless endangered fool
I am a useless and rusty tool.
Watching the pieces as they unfold

closing my eyes as i wait to be told.

You are, ready to explode.


You are a dying endangered space
starving delusion of former grace.

Slaves to reactions and dragging feet
resting a conscience we've put to sleep.


You are, ready to explode.
I am waiting for you to explode.