i get these urges sometimes -
i do not expect anyone to understand them -

to:

destroy/restore,
dismantle/repair,
crush/rebuild,
wreck/reconstruct.

 i can remember, as a young child, taking apart
remotes,
alarm clocks,
tape recorders
and trying to put them together again.  

even then i was much better at the dismantling part.  
repair has never quite been my thing.  
my hands are too clumsy and my brain too fidgety, too faulty.

sometimes i just want the world to burn.
just feel like the faulkner would be better on the floor, separately.
maybe some walls are better with holes in them, some glass better broken.

one of my ambitions in this life is to drop a clunky,
outdated desktop from a second story apartment window onto a busy city sidewalk.

no injuries, of course.