Esra Sloblock Poems
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* Cardiac Stormtrooper
I could smell it.
The heavy, ominously sweet scent
Of the impending deluge
Earth shattering rumbles
Of thunderous emotion.
Unstoppable fiery streaks
Then it came.
Solid, steady downpour
Kick Box In
I sit; and feel the cathode rays
Wash over me, ambitions erase
Electric opiates, I count the ways
That other things could fill my days
In early hours through potation haze
At endless screens I loyally gaze
Occasionally there is a phase
Of fascination for the latest craze