Celebrity

I didn’t mean it,
but followed through anyway.
Action was me, made me a thousand,
as I saw saturation dripping all open.
And when the sweet story fades
I’ll shatter a dead man, and make an action
count towards the world.
While our thoughts circle the universe pale,
and the vultures rest upon our dying eyes,
crimson lashes of metaled natural
sway generations towards a whirlpool of cacophony.
Piece me onto a broken record and its pockets of sounds.
Echo out my life to the masses.
I didn’t mean it.
But I followed through anyway.