Homemade TNT

My homemade grenade proves ground raising, new grave no spade

Tumult and rubble, too much fucking trouble, underground rumblings

Oarfish dying surface rising, sure signs of earthquakes coming

In Chile, a farmer shocked at a four-headed calf birth

In Bosnia, a child seen in bat form taking wing

Birth of Manbat Batboy’s accomplice

Fast as some rapids, yellow boat battered, scout rafting trip Bart’s vader

Acting like my degree cost K63 in RADA, what I’m at rather nada

Just copped my 33rd degree, candles surrounding me shape Sagrada

Off Morocco’s coast, sailing boats report botheration from Krakens

In Hyperborean climes, scientists chronicle a great landmass cracking

Snapping in half like a back broken in a backyard wrestling match

In my dreams I hear clearly things to come, I wake with less than half that

Cryptic snatches more puzzle than actual prophetic snapshot, laugh

How quickly the worst comes to pass

Too late to return to Mass.

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