I'll get my cape, and
you get your rifle. Let's
give 'em a run for
their money, honey! you and
me leaping roof
top to roof
top. When we're
done saving the
world let's
get tall
tall ice cream cones. Bubble
gum for me, mint
chocolate chip for
you. We'll
walk, a
cape and a rifle, laughing into
our ice cream. Let's buy
balloons so we can
let them
go, watching
them curtsey and
bow at each
other, growing
smaller and
smaller above the
utility wires, until
we have to
squint to make
out 2 tiny
black dots that
have forgotten us. Then
let's
turn and skip away
from the rubble that's
gathered in
our wake; a cape,
and a rifle,
smiling.