"Lastly, consider all the waste
Kinetic energy of pain. Suppose
We channel all its currents - fore pangs, fibrillations, Beethoven rages, grey weights and lustful tongues, its eddies, arcs, accelerandos - all
Through an enormous generator
To be situated in the region of ground zero:
This will function as the afterburner of ourselves
A billion watt flashbulb photographing nothing
But registered as a definite twitch, a quick
Wink in the long doze of the gods.
"
P.S: Guys, try to be less creepy.