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Something About the World Today
Sunday the sky vomited maroon flavor
It’s pungent teardrops cascaded onto me
These tiny seed-lets fertilize the evil inside humanity
As they absorb into my flesh like mining veins for gold
They strike it rich, pure, untouched soil
Primal urges are met; they are magnified by the hundreds
I feel a strong urge to murder, to commit ravenous deeds
Today was the last sun
It rose and fell. Shattering into oblivion
The earth is dark, yet the sky looks flushed with copper
I see flames on the dreary horizon
The dead walked the earth today
I saw their shadows in my rear-view mirror
They walked like puppets. It mesmerized me
I couldn’t help but still feel the sweat dampen on my forehead
I couldn’t help but notice that I was uncomfortable
My car seats were sticky from the steamy heat
I saw a young girl on the side of the road
She held a teddy bear in her arms
It had an eye missing and a nice bow
I cried as I passed by her
Something about the world today
Made me want to stop and kill her
But I kept driving behind a sunless sky
People were going mad from the death
Though self-destruction was a frequency that I could not bear
So I drove and looked for a town free of plague
Something about the world died today
It was suffocated and the corpse lay limp
But the parasites still rested upon its lifeless body
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