Am I the Only One That Hopes For Nuclear War
Architect of an archetype
patterns made of missing pauses
Shapes that form unformed shapes
and lies that never hold their heads in shame
The world a distraction from the vapid interaction
Past present and future
not linear
but coexistence
The triple Decker bus that wraps itself around our lives
Reality bubbles sworn my path
no large red buttons never to be pressed
have missed my fingers caress
all the lines lie dormant in my shadow
Fearful of the time without fear
Just a thought mid verse
am i the only one that hopes for nuclear war
to see if i get superpowers
My preamble was a ramble
And my point
the futility of the futile
and the sickness of this universe bile
Your human race makes me smile
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