Me v. World. Throwdown.

I wield my power
like a murderous trident
bounding across seas
I ponder the state of the world
the shore lies quiet restful in the distance,
shining lights
people sleeping or dancing or talking or breathing
A grin spreads itself across my face,
strectching out slowly like
an evil black cat.
I wink at the world,
Hey, world,
I've got this trident.
And all you have are lights.
Meet me behind the ruins
at dawn.