Never enough time,
or enough words,
or too many words
and no way to say them.
I have only a moment
in the universe’s life
to shine,
to scream,
to burn.
I’ll tear a hole in the fabric of reality,
just to show you I was here.
Even if I am a figment
of your imagination,
you’re going to know
that I existed.
What leaves a greater legacy;
creation,
or destruction?
-HG