Poetry — Nuked


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Today’s offering is in the form of a Minute Poem


Trapped twixt free and automaton

Angst leaves me wan

Some from other

None from druther


Pacing the gears of clockwork orange

Feel abhorrence

Senses shiver

Lenses quiver


Wings bound neatly upon my back

From will I lack

Inertia’s doom

Extinction’s womb


Word of the Day Challenge — angst



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