Faith in the Tiger

Charcoal knife blade.

Too close for comfort...

"Still so dangerous?"

Still such dirt?

But you just smile.

And I just glow.

Sticking to the obituary:

modern, urban, Western-

Moral Devastation.

We stand where all the metaphors collide.

Every prophecy,

Every chance,

Comes true right here tonight.

Roll up, roll up,

And touch me;

We are meant to be..