Waiting for Impact

Waiting for Impact

Some night we will collide
As a hail of glass
As a collage
Of precious metals

Some day we will collide
When anarchy brews
In our raging blood
And burns out our whits

We must collide
Into our long lost selves
Into the eras before,
We knew sunlight

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Keeping the world immersed in stanza.