in times like this

 

in times like this

we set a timer

hold our breath and

watch the parade go by

in times like this

we tunnel out

and change our names

and disappear into the crowd

in times like this

we push a knife in

through the temple

and change their minds forever

there is nothing

we will not do

in times like this

the human body 

makes an excellent 

conductor when under stress 

the human body 

bursts into light 

and sound and smell and fire

have you seen the signature lightning leaves on the skin of the people it strikes?

i singe [ sic] the body electric   [[ Whitman + torture ]]