Vigil

Look, the swaying balance will tip scales soon
We’ve all watched the rockets jump from us to them
They will pixelate the gun metal into cartoons
So that we can binge watch it live

Sanitize my ocular sin peepers with silica
Glaze my humour with brittle curved glass
So that every time I close my eyes I lose visual
Tunnel with no end in light, as you aim down sight

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