A million faces go flickering by
15 seconds of fame fired into the eyes
A cascade of shimmering fireflies
60 frames per second of electric lies
And fantasies, and science
singing the seances of threat
The truth hangs loose as she tightens the noose
that loops around our necks
Can you slip the Not tonight?
When there's no hope left?
Can you bear the spark through the dark
and the weight of airless breath?
The new moon waxes gibbous,
the harvest has come to bear
do you sink your seed into the mud
or toss your ashes in the air?
Do you second guess your frame of thought?
collapse the crackling cascade
the fame is flame, a promise of the pain
of a million hearts, all lonely and afraid
