Anatomy of an Exploding Man

And when my head
(finally)
explodes….

…my eyes
split
like atoms,
seduced by
their catalyst,

split second atrophy,

audio visual
masterpiece and the
binary static

that follows.

And when my heart
is (inevitably)
triggered, sure as
a wick will be allowed
to burn to
its end

(alert
status red)

day or
night I’ll set
the heavens alight and
eliminate all

mortal
acumen
beneath.

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9 thoughts on “Anatomy of an Exploding Man

  1. Epic and ballsy, I love it. Not sure about the “Status Red” line, but other than that it’s powerful.

    “day or
    night I’ll set
    the heavens alight and
    eliminate all

    mortal
    acumen
    beneath.”

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  2. Not intending to be offensive or anything, but this poem describes for me what its like to take a really good bong hit. especially that last line, this from a person experiencing Kafka-esque persecution well-entrenched from enemy forces.

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