supernova

we're stars, baby, fizzling in the sky,
so caught up in our own bone-crushing mass
and obsessed with our own intensity
that we keep forgetting

even stars die, but we're not gonna fade
when we croak, we're gonna explode
like mentos in a coke bottle,
bleeding plumes of rainbow smoke
bursting with light so brilliant,
your eyes will sting for years after

when we're done blowing ourselves the hell up
you'll wade into that glittery ashtray
as it smolders with stardust
the birthplace of another star

and what do you think is gonna happen to
that star?

another red giant, another supernova

another burn out

call us reckless idiots
but close your eyes and picture us
in all our shining, arrogant glory

and when you're still years away
from winking silently into oblivion,
we'll see who
remembers
whom