Sad
23/05/2026
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ScottNovice Poet
Mars is Rising (a poem about social rage)
rage is the salve of a wounded culture .50 caliber Hallmark card from a distance pink mist explosion mr DU Tungsten introduced for a split second to the mote in god’s eye. pulse noise blood rushes shotgun shell heartbeat safety’s off baby i’m going out swinging 30 sweet .223 singing these bees are gonna buzz buzz buzz everyone’ll remember this i don't aim to miss
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