wildly intoxicating

is it that you are a prodigy of the new medium
able to coin meme’s in ways that would make even Dawkins blush?
are you able to calculate (or is it sense?) the presence of foibles
do they jump out at you in vivid green?

is it an intelligent cruelty that lives as backbone
to the things that make you smile
and perhaps wet

do you even need to reach across the room
for someone to feel your noose wrapping slowly around their need
are you not the earthquake that rattles oceans of minds as you pass
and causes dizzy spells weeks later
as infected memories suck on the marrow of your wake

but it is not the predictable effect you have
it is the insight
your aesthetics make it easy
but the immediate sizing up of a situation
and the authority of your finger
as you point and comment
and remind us all
of the strictness in your mind
and the aloofness of your heart