{Poetry}: T Minus Thirty Seconds

You drank misery from a bottle
and watched it pour down your throat.
You find Jesus in the trinkets & artifacts.

Her narcissism is a disease
that destroys everything
from the inside out.

It’s a cancer
that rots everything
that was once beautiful.

(The cherry blossoms darken
under foot

& wink at destruction.)

I watch you.
You’re a car bomb

I watch her.
She’s a demolition site,
ready to explode.

(Given the chance,
the pair of you would self-destruct
in less than thirty seconds.)





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