Thought Explosion
The Big Bang
By Doug Holder
It's not the bang
so much
as the anticipation
the sensitive hairs
in each of your
expectant drums
your body
retreating into
its seminal
fetal curl
the hands'
feral clawing
and it all
down to
some histrionic
exploding sun,
and then
quite simply
you're done.

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