I
Boom!
The sound of forks against plates
Deafening ears.
Cutlery,
As an extermination weapon
Lethal enough
To seize eyebulbs and half-cut fingers
Stop the nervous system,
Unleash the dreadful ice.
II
The cutlery
Untouched, slumbers on the table
This spoon of hatred
Swallows the sun
Explodes straight after
Boom!
Dec 11, 2015
Dec 11, 2015 at 4:33 PM UTC
I
Boom!
The sound of forks against plates
Deafening ears.
Cutlery,
As an extermination weapon
Lethal enough
To seize eyebulbs and half-cut fingers
Stop the nervous system,
Unleash the dreadful ice.
II
The cutlery
Untouched, slumbers on the table
This spoon of hatred
Swallows the sun
Explodes straight after
Boom!
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