perhaps if you'd look really closely
with that same gleam you get talking about the world exploding tomorrow

then maybe you'd see

that little bubbles of It are squeezing themselves through the space between each of my ribs

just wanting to be set alight with the gasoline from the red coloured box

which is odd, because what's inside is the same colour, that dirty fucking red
i swear the plastic wrap will tear soon
it's funny
because it's true