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Blitzkrieg

When they told me that Mars was bright tonight,
I called you over to lie with me on my roof
And gaze into the unknown,
Like a corny lover waxing romantic.
Then I saw you, drifting powerfully
With the current of its pull,
Magnetic, enticing, merciless.
And I, afraid of losing you to an unnamed redness
Stared upwards, hostile and grey.

The stars dance their macabre dance tonight
To the death of a thousand comrades.
And when I touch your eyes with my fingertips
They close, and implode,
like a supernova
That would rather destroy itself than
Give to another its thusness.
And I am abandoned here,
Grasping after the millions of shards
It left behind.

Syamantakshobhan Basu

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