in the pre-dawn haze
strap in for a long ride, hungover from last night
twelve hours to go
cruise missile flies with a message toward its target
it’s programmed not to forget: “how lucky you are, right?”
arrived at the same time
at our destination, still too late
i ran for my life
destruction was complete i fell in its wake
came to just as
the room began to spin, a red light flashed in tandem
with my heart beat
screaming alarm became a deafening roar
leveled everything ceiling to floor
the bomb became mine
shadow of our union burned on the wall
i ran for my life
destruction was complete i fell in its wake
i stood helpless, unaware this
agent of punishment was tracking me down
seeking heat
ca

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