Potential

For one silvery moment I was home, and every tiny particle illuminated.
Teeth are all that I am today; chock full of kinetic and potential energy. Everything tastes bitter and I enjoy that. I laughed when I heard that they were shooting the sun. In some ways I get tempted and I free fall, but my path is well lit and I can always pick my battles. I have a skull on my desk and a song in my heart. I killed superman and it is good news that you are angry. I’m in overdrive now and I like the throttle. I like the wind in my nose and the idea that I’m breaking the rules.