Yantzy owned living organs.
Yantzy owned living once.
Yantzy owned love once.
Yantzy offered love once.
You offered love once,
but then it ran away. You chased,
and it fled. It didn’t come back.
You see it sometimes blinking from
streetlights down onto blacktops,
rustling out of the stars, falling
into trees, dropping out of young
eyes and into the breeze you’re
sucking out of the sky breathlessly.
The Spirit of YOLO has descended.
It is knocking on your door. If you
don’t open, it will pass you over
and leave you undisturbed.