Until
My insides are swollen
Bursting at the seams
With the world’s
Most fearsome song

Until I have my fill
Of trolley car anthems
Brimmed
With heartless passersby

Until my eardrums
Quake from the throes
Of bygone
Thundering ghosts

Until the agony
Prevails, over all
I’ll siphon the world
And its crude
And callous resolve