Fireworks

Written by: Zhian Mostofi

silver is to dust
as love is to obstacles

written is to rust
as roaming comes to us

plausible and perceived,
as likely as me,
a room full of people
and an idea perceiving

cut 'er a stir and role in the dust!
there's a mighty shy snack waiting for us!

like tops on a tickle
whose minions are so fickle
that the roof caves in
as the concave plays in