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Inconsequential
by A.M. Dylan
I want to be the bomb over Tokyo—
to end the gravity that binds me together
to make my atoms split from one another
forever to be ignorant of sentiment or stroke—
ominously over head
never to come crashing down
while child America is sedated to bed
never to wake from the hypnotic haze
never to break the emergency glass
never to break the ignorance shield
There’s no remedy to leave your spirit steeled.
