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Time-Bomb

How strange when stringed together
Compellingly, beautifully corrupt
Pen point pin points
right things
wrong time
Tick tock
Clock clicks
hands are in full swing
Caffeinated sweat drips from the pores

These words
so confounding
so frustrating
so conniving
THESE WORDS!
so eruptive
so destructive
in a post-war kind of way
these words
suicidal
all-absorbing
words

How lovely when sung to tune
Elegantly, graciously flowing
Resonating glory released in full flurry
A flight to the heavens—an end in the making
a making in the end
Evaporating sweat fogs reflection

These words
A savior but
a death sentence
this cross, these nails have no relevance
must take a bullet as consequence
These words
accurate and invincible
inhumane but fallible
Oh, these teary, desiccated words

These words
I love you
I hate you
I miss you
I fucked you
Abortion
Contraceptives
Terrorism
Communism
Despotism
Anarchism
Freedom
Human rights
Wealth
Poverty
Depression
Elation
Religion
Persecution
Revolution
I love you
I hate you

THESE WORDS!