Bloom Bright
Dominoes fall hard.
Expanding cave. Rotting
veins. Fuck apathy.
Fuck stagnation. Black and
blue lungs, I’ll breathe
more fire. If you ain’t hear
the collective pain,
your ears are shut.
I’ll show you
the trenches. You’re coming
with me. Feel her bloody fingers.
Devil, reaper, and dog food
fuel her downfall.
Hear her red eyes.
She holds hope for
escape. A couple blocks deeper
meet a young boy.
He knows obliteration.
He knows fallout.
Mask on, his grip tightens.
Blick the weight of the world.
He’s about to kick down
the door, and take
what they owe him.
There’s honesty here.
Beauty and grit.
Isolation is a demon.
Bury a dream,
then wait for flowers.
I pray they show.
I pray they deliver
a loud enough crowbar.