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blaine steele
1 min readJul 26, 2016

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Groom
I am a war rocket.
A satellite in space.

Bride
I will lie down
in your shadow.
Radiation burns
my flesh.

You hold my head
with your left hand,
your right hand
caresses my body.

Take care of me.
I am sick from love.

Groom
Do not wake me.
Do not arouse me
until I please.

Bride
On television
you watch me.
Your voice comes out
of speakers.

Groom
Let us go now,
you and I.
The tears have fallen.
The darkness is gone.
Buildings cover the land.
The sound of machines
fill the air.
Machine spawn machines.

Bride
You are in a silo
at a secret installation.
Let me see you.
Let me hear your voice.

Groom
When the earth
exhales the sun
and darkness runs,
I will fill the city
with fire.

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