2 Minutes to Midnight
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Intimacy and Annihilation

2 Minutes to Midnight

As the wave of annihilation rushes closer to me. All I can think about is her lips.

That bright mushroom forms in the distance. But my mind centers on the weight of my fingers against her hips.

The heat bakes my muscles and roasts my hairs. Her soft breaths work their way into my ear.

My shadow is imprinted onto the bed and I'm eviscerated into nothing. Her fingers are tugging at my hair.

The building crumbles, burnt to cinders. Her nails dig into my back.

We fall asleep.

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