domingo, 11 de maio de 2025

They handed us c4

 They handed us an explosive
we had nowhere to hide
we were inside a small cave near
the sewer drain

They had found us
Now we were dead
soon to be enclosed in an explosion
Each moment surreal

The outset of a hallucination
Unfolding into the death 
The separation of life from flesh
Just stained shrapnel

whizzing into whatever is left of the day
A reality we are now locked out of
caged windowed looking out
only tasting a new envy for the living

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