Dragging dirt across the desert den
Mosaic of Albuquerque, at dawn
Crepuscular activity alights.
The timing is never perfect:
in fact ten minutes to midnight,
well Doomsday so they say.
But by that day’s twilight, “Just go ahead and press that button.”
I dare ya punk.
For where the dark purple hue blue
meets the poppy yellow splash.
A new day. There lies your thought.
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