Flood over an empire

Under the laughing voices
I'm a killer whale
burning down cities in my mind
I see colors while you pretend
to be oblivious.
Into the sunrise, after the sunset,
machete grass cares and
a particularly light weight universe
will show what will become of us.

Under the choking fire
I'm a coal alight
washing over hurried harbors
baring each tree of bark
as they grow beside me.
Wavering under the ropes every
capture comes upholding those images
where I see colors while you pretend
to be oblivious.