Scar Death Magic

Space person girl can’t touch the dewdrops
These bathtub knobs look funny
and she feels a strange connection to them
Violating the dials, spewing liquid into the basin
This languid war has reached a stalemate
The calm before the storm
before the discharge
before the “I don’t want to be the cause of all of this”
Feet on tile, she’s made of currents
Her voltage will be withered once her nerve endings come in contact
with the molten death sentence
How crazy do you have to be to mix electricity with water?
This is a panacea for the masses
She hovers, soon to become the namesake
of the heavenly body
that started
this whole thing.
“Let me morph into what you planet creatures call death”
Then he stops her
and he holds her
and strokes her static screen
and they run.