marked: hazardous materials.
special handling required;
contaminants. corrosives.
radiation. explosives.
pathogens. psychosis.
before even touching this
you need to know this:
it was a cure for war,
a solution to pain.
it was something that should
never be attempted again.
it was chaos, it was peace
it was the last second of time
before either of us chose to speak.
now the moment has passed, the HAZMAT crews amass
i mention casually as they put on their gloves
"is there usually so much destruction"
replied "what do you expect from love?"
Feb 13, 2012
Feb 13, 2012 at 10:56 AM UTC
marked: hazardous materials.
special handling required;
contaminants. corrosives.
radiation. explosives.
pathogens. psychosis.
before even touching this
you need to know this:
it was a cure for war,
a solution to pain.
it was something that should
never be attempted again.
it was chaos, it was peace
it was the last second of time
before either of us chose to speak.
now the moment has passed, the HAZMAT crews amass
i mention casually as they put on their gloves
"is there usually so much destruction"
replied "what do you expect from love?"
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