Doomsday seers delight
Velocity
propelling poisonous pablum
g5 accelerant
nuclear clock
ticks to midnight
Hyperbolically to the asymtote
Lika a g6
masses blissfully unaware
fringes hyper-alert
song remains the same
Will it repeat
Mayans it’s your turn
To find the end of the rainbow
Where time awaits to stand still
Like the rest stops
At the end of a poem
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