Step one: question everything.
Bloody fists truthward hurl,
because your kenning
is not “dead girl”…
yet.

Step two: answer them yourself.
Blink, you’ll die, not as two.
Darling all herself
that wasn’t you
cadet.

Step three: change angles.
A bullet’s war will grow
boy to man, mangled,
not boy to girl: so
burn me.

Step four: understand your want.
You are mannequin: broken toy.
Hope not yourself to haunt.
Do not ridicule the boy
turned she.

Step five: begin, self actualize.
Repair damage self inflicted,
but not self galvanized.
You were addicted.
Heart attack.

Step six: you are bulletproof.
Circular logic, how clever.
But, not weather proof.
Not forever.
You fall back.

Step seven: question everything.