I just put my thumb over all of you
I squashed a car with my heel
I crush buildings
I stroke fields
I have the power
to make myself a giant
if I can find it
But I also have the curse
the way a neutral tool works
at once to build, as to loosen, as to hurt
So I have the power
to make myself a flower
to make myself an ant
under my own boot's plant
Washed in my own blue shower
and stuck for hours
till I can't
And so I have the vision
to arrange objects as I wish them
and make the world revolve around decisions
There's a lot of objective things
that simply do exist
without intent
without reason
without voice
without bliss
and yet somehow we arrange them
and insist we haven't changed them
into fists
I like to sit here in my bedroom
alone and monotheistic
and warp the world with whims
like I'm sadistic
We are centered existences
Cursed with selfish thought
And when used irresponsibly
It's a lot
Because perspective and relativisticness
combine to make delicious pits
of rot
You don't have to be strong
to move giant things
You could simply be depressed
and convinced the world stings
Then all of a sudden
you're a mighty sad king
bigger than your world
as you swirl and you wring
those hands
Which you can wrap around all of you
Those hands that move a bedside lamp
and can use it as the sun
living days in the evening
morning left to the bereaving
where a checklist of one
is an impossible task
and the smallest of crumbs
make enormous midnight snacks
That same mind's eye sees stars instead of lights
They spin around your bedroom late at night
and confirm your own suspicion
that you're the center of the universe
and every cruel word
that you've heard
was an intentioned curse
Now you're the builder over everything
giving meaning to others thoughts
and heaping piles of self-fulfilling stuff
to make space for all your loss
O Great Kings
don't underestimate the logic
we construct our own kingdoms with
The arranging of objects
the power of a giant or to make yourself a flower
is best left to cower
in the hindsight of your closet
it's a box of dirty tools for moving universal shoes
when you'd be better off benevolent
and leaving destruction to the monsters