Bombs

Becky Bite

Poem twenty six http://napowrimo.com

10:02 all over the world,
its coming.
It’s summertime and
the cult is breeding.
A solitary music box opens,
a circle game begins.
Let me be your lady for today
in the chemical world.
I’m drowning in a tunnel…
The bombs have fallen.

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