
Cardionuclear burst, strongly close proof of the hurt.
Tardy, ghosts soon to be curbed. God knows we deserve worse.
Inspect the disinfectant; did time elect or systemize the germs?
We aren't just what's left to taste violence when brutalized and unfed.
Bombardment; indebted slave drivers who eulogize their bloodshed.
Without hesitation, why let obsessive regrets collect at the spearhead of this weapon the dead call a life lesson?
It's a thought experiment. A fighting occasion.
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The only sensation: a detonation, annexing of beating chests.
Breathing in cessation, what's left is a dead man, vacancy at best.
They can see the rest is suppressed, distress invested in a hornet's nest.
Regressed into depression, threatened at the loss of one week's remittance.
Sunlight spitting at fenced in windows, clouds fall from the ground above.
Shockwave tremors a tempest crescendo. How tall is this mound of guts?
Visiting remnants of the wicked and sinful; crowds recall how this all wound up.
You sound done, what is it you're out of - proud of? Hounded some rounded down love, found none by virtue of your bloodlust.
War cry in silence, ionized for tickets to a vintage reminiscence. Pay up, dimwit.
About this time you've initialized your victim crime. Mindset below the horizon; no surprises.
Curiosity-fermented feline, are you alive or atomized?
You know who set this house on fire.
About the Creator
Matthew Eastman
yep, that's me.
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