Explosions

When I recall

Or call

Memories

Dreams

Waves

I see the day

When explosions

So beautiful and powerful

I remember

Vaguely now

To be happy.

Happy

Happy

Happy

Happy

Happy

Happy.

As explosions go. It was over.

In an instant

Boom, boom.

Gone.

Tethered to this memory of mine.

That fucks it all up.

I'm already home.

Stop calling my name.

Stop.

We don't want to hear it.

We can't.

I want to.

But we can't.

Explosions aren't meant to last.

Like a blank page

Somewhere in a writer's block

Holding the ink

That would never write any of our future.

We know it now.

Oh, we do.

Fuck off

I told you.

Stop calling my name

I'm already here.

Already home

Home

Home 

Home

Happy

Happy

Happy

Boom

Boom.

I felt that one.
They all did
Corpses on the floor
Twitching
Burning
Fuming
Limbs missing
It's quite poetic.
The trail of destruction
That is so.