</>There's a minefield set inside my head
Any little push and I think we're all dead
The barrel is loaded through my twisted neurology
Which social miasmas set in motion the trigger
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Race! ! To trace the vacancy of time! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Some typos here and there. Carousel most prominently (for me) . The premise is good, the writing reminds me a bit of Margaret Atwood's. And I have written something similar here called 'Fail'. But honestly, you seem alright to me. Some people just misunderstand, man.
Kevin, I can guarantee you that no other poem exists that is in any way, shape or form like this poem. It is a stunning, magnificent, original. Holy cow, you amaze me by your reach. Your poetic prowess. The depth and breadth of your imagination and poetic palette! Magnificent. Top marks of course!