Implosion

It’s come to us. We’ll see it.

I’d always knew it coming.

 

It’s that feeling, the feeling

that you feel in your throat;

 

The sensation of blockage,

that impression of specter;

 

That feeling I would always

mention, that I said’s omen;

 

That one you’d said’s hoax,

and’d said’s a fictional fact;

 

That feeling, that same one

that, I’d always said’s real–

 

That, that it was–and now it

is and, nower yet, it is gone.

Implosion

 

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