Prior to...

Think of those old school educational videos. What do you do when you see the bright white flash? Hide under the desk.

Relax

Breathe in

Let the feeling

Overwhelm the senses

 

This is the moment

When the tendrils

The heated air

Can be felt

Coiling

 

Embracing

Immersing

 

Allow

The sensation

A moment to take full

Effect as you are swallowed whole

And pulled along in this

Tidal movement

Ripped from

This

 

Present

State and

Thrown into the

Unknown oblivion

After complete immolation

A moment of blinding

A second of pain

But I wonder

What are

The

 

Final thoughts

Prior to

 

Disintegration

05/16/2012

Author's Note

0204 am

Reviews

[J Todd Underhill]

I felt a near meditative feel to this poem, well written good sir! I am in need of meditative relaxation... now only to find the time :)

[Wondering Mind]

MAD is what comes to mind.
I mean of course; mutual atomic destruction... the moment when that bright light flashes in the distance ..This is what your profound writing told me.

[FJ Davis]

Have come out from under my desk long enough to say this: Brilliant!
Am now determined to figure out the hidden message in the form of your poem.
Unfortunately, all I keep coming up with are "breasts."
While this pleases me, it doesn't seem to provide any logical connection to your subject matter. Unless, of course, breasts would be in your "final thoughts prior to Disintegration"
A truly great read, K!

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Wow! This was a journey within a journey, and it unraveled beautifully. Since I have known a personal disintegration, I can tell you that the final thoughts before it are scary. In short, your poem is perfect because it's perfectly insightful. Excellent work, my friend.