Fuck the sky What when the ground starts falling? Quick, decide My thoughts are running The plane is leaving I saw a kitten dead on grand avenue lying Eight lives left her dying She couldn't escape the approaching headlights this time No doll Not at all A little quake left our chandelier shaking Look outside The city is burning The phone is ringing A heard a shooting star slammed into the Tribune building Was it some young human wishing for an explosion to break the awkward silence?