Keep your eyes peeled,
please,
and they will know
if you don’t run.

Keep staring at the meteor
inbound towards your apartment
complex,
please,
and jog far far away
you wouldn’t run for any man
and yet your footfalls are covered
by desperate pants.

Oh lord,
do you see it in the distance?
No, No, I Do Not—

Oh lord,
forgive me for forgetting!
It’s Okay, Because I Made You
A Voluntary Amnesiac.

Keep a planner in your pocket
and when the world is lit
with blue flames,
run and hide
to a place where you can
only hear the panning of
Quick Musical Doodles by Two Feet.

Run, little girl,
Run, little boy,
Run, little child,

and no one will welcome you—

Not Me,
not me,

but they will.

so escape.
hide.
run.

But keep your eyes peeled;
Please.