when the world ends
a memoir
i could end the world
if i had to & end the world for the people
i cherish the most people that stabbed
me with their broken shards almost as much
as i choke them with my words
i could end the world-
snap brittle bones in half like styrofoam
from cardboard boxes & pop my lungs
like the air sockets from plastic bags
i could end the world
in half a millisecond just enough time
to squeeze formulated gases out of my lungs
& rewind old cassette tapes, watch life
bleed out onto the page & drown in memories
i could end the world
if i wanted to society says there are only
four ways to die: a) oxygen starvation
b) high temperature
c) chemical toxin
d) physical damage
e) all of the above
but i know that i will die in history as the
girl who made the fifth, stain the family
legacy with shame that cannot be purged
i could end the world
a beautiful thing,
the only thing society gives me control over