CHAINSAW

I’m a chainsaw with no chain.
A nice old bike, sitting, rusting away.
A cloudless, bright day.
Here comes a black cloud full of rain.
Droplets of pain.
Spheres of demise.
I am the empty socket.
I am your lost eyes.

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~I am the empty socket
      I am your lost eyes
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