A glass of wine to distance ourselves from all of the fodder
Absolute mayhem going on about the place as opposed to pure unbridled bliss in here
This is utterly perfect for what it is – says so much atop the bottle cap
We will nap it out rather safely in one another’s arms, disarm the whole darn thing if only for awhile
Peace and quiet brings with it fair uncertainty – it pierces our precarious smile
In Syrian instance all courtesy of these pepper-bombs which whizz by our picket-fence garden windows
Continuously
Slow your every distasteful pace, why don’t you?
Drop your weapons of mass, meet us face-on!!
Then, and only then, will we get to meet you half way, destruct you

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