Drop your politically correct conceptions
explosions are popular for a reason.

Eros and thanatos wrestle in your endoskeletoned brain
waiting to waft interpretation on your thoughts;

sometimes you need a fire lit under you,
sometimes you need a smile illuminated.

Relax, let the sky play the ceiling for a while
Atlas will hold on as the world expands

Another Athena will only be a headache
another Athena prevented will be tragic.

The sky is not falling let light reinvent your thinking
Steal Zeus’s bolt, feel your pulse reverberate.

Bask in the remnants of what was
enjoy the smoke of new vision.

Transforming all viewers from skeptics to believers
let lost Santas of years past populate the skies.