papers/lighter/text

crumbled and rolled

emergency action: panic attack procedure (11/8/16 edition) 11/29/2016

Filed under: free verse,poetry,the trumpocalypse,Uncategorized — paperslightertext @ 3:16 am
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a dense fog, a coming frost. cracked continents crumbling
like crushed ice in a cheap fountain drink.
hopes and dreams hollowed out into eerie jack-o-lanterns.
a bitter, expensive pill to swallow.
five things I can see.

convulsions. a heartbeat, your arms:
four things I can feel.

freeway noise, tears and static.
three things I can hear.

tangerine peels and cool night air.
two things I can smell.

one thing I can taste.
ashes.

a calm, but how long?
but a few restless hours
til the inevitable cruel dawn.

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