Category Archives: humanity, poem, poetry

CUT

Cut the red wire.
No! Cut the white;
cut the blue;
cut the yellow one

we are
wired for apocalypse

hot
for Armageddon

so much mass in us
that we truly matter in
the physics
   of everything

cut to

        our final, climactic
tragic moment

when we crack
the mathematics

figure out how
to turn ourselves
into nuclear bombs