the Smoking Gun of Life

Not a smoking gun or a bleeding heart

I give you this life
It is the sun embellished with stars
It promises happiness

Sizzle
It will stroke your misery
Like a hobbit
It will horrify your goblin
Sally Says Stay

I'm trying to be punctual

Not a gruesome memory or a loving hug

I give you life
Its being will drive you insane
Tormenting and graceful
As we are
For as long as we are

Take it
Its dazzling light will bring you near
If you like
Chicken
Its scent will be so putrid
You will never escape