It’s a metaphor, see?

You put the killing thing

Right between your teeth,

But you don’t give it the power

To do its killing. 

But you don’t get to choose

If you get hurt in this world.

You only have some say

In who hurts you,

But that’s the thing about pain.

It demands to be felt,

But without pain

We couldn’t know joy.

That’s what I believe.

I believe the universe

Wants to be noticed.