Only On the Inside

She is going out to rip up the dance floor. She is going to crush a skyscraper beneath her heels. She knows your name, but she isn't here for you. She isn't here for anyone. She isn't there for them either.

I admire her for her cruelty. I am a devout follower of her vengeance. I am in thrall to her reckless tyranny. I am a prisoner of her laughter.

She is my alter-ego and the altar of my ego. Her stock keeps going up. She is going to pulverize the moon in her fist and then snort up the dust. Her glances cause forest fires. One day she will be so great, it will destroy her.

On that day, I will go out and I will rip up the dance floor.