On the big screen, explosions
and flames hit us
differently:
tragedy
strikes us as
so much more pliable.
It's as if, watching,
we're passively
excited to remember
how suffering
cannot be
visited upon us
unless
or until
it's invited.
We are too entranced
to notice, but we
might as well be thinking:
if only
this body
was as tractable as fire—
if only
this mind was
that reliable.
