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Jun 2016
Ticking like a timer
tick tick
on a timebomb
primer.

Dynamo or dynamite they both
light up
they both bite deep
tick tick
when I'm fast asleep
and one day
I'll explode.

Or

I'll settle in
get old and fat
forget that
tick tick
pick a card.

Chances are,
are chances few and far between,
chances are I've been the one
tick tick timer
prime a
timebomb.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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