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emergency romance

 

as we’re burning things down to a crisp

I gotta tell you you look fantastic

 

vacuuming up the last chip 

wondering what you’re doing this weekend 

 

we could go watch the fireworks

spread all over the entire world 

 

arrive late to this horror show 

that started many millennia ago 

 

go ride the last elephant 

watch the tides rise until 

 

dive through lost civilizations 

that look a bit too obvious

 

just wanted to get in the mood 

just wanted to start feeling good 

 

nothing wrong with a bit of romance

may I have this last dance? 

◄ memories are new

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Martin Elder

Sun 7th Oct 2018 22:33

there is almost a kind of matter of factness about this poem that makes it seem like the individual had nothing better to do.
Nice one

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