they all do

falling in love

is like a time piece

affixed to a suitcase

full of dynamite

when consciously dismantled

complicated mechanisms

components layered

look like nothing more

than mind fuck’s

each an individual risk

adrenaline spikes

the infinite possibilities

for irreversible tragedies

kept in perfect time

a linear ultimatum

counting down

10… 9… 8…

the seconds

to self preservation

the totality

of questionable choices

tick.. tick….

we hold our breath

and cut the wire

the one we hope

is least likely

to lead to a massacre

(but they all do)

a. duncan, 2018

 

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Amor et melle et felle est fecundissimus || Love is rich with both honey and venom

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