“I have survived too much to go quietly.
Let a meteor take me.
Call the thunder for back up.
My death will be grand.
The land will crack,
the sun will eat itself…

-the day I leave.” – Rupi Kuar.

“I have survived too much to go quietly.
Let a meteor take me.
Call the thunder for back up.
My death will be grand.
The land will crack,
the sun will eat itself…

-the day I leave.” – Rupi Kuar.

Late night metrical composition flaws 

Electrical brain waves bouncing off the walls 

If it could ever be seen as being worth the long haul 

Then perhaps a constant bliss that’s eternal once and for all

 

(November 14, 2016)

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