Atomic

I’ve been an atomic bomb

Masquerading as an atom

Left with no charge

Lonely

I felt like I needed to tame

The explosiveness within

The oh where can I begin

To tell another story

I am an atomic bomb

Stuffed in a fragile case

This body

This place

Now realize

Than I thought

I was

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Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things. I am Zee View all posts by strangerpaths