[Frank]

Warm water rocks, back and forth, inside a plastic bottle of Poland spring
I wave the bottle around ferociously, creating a costal flee that soaks the scene to the bone beneath.
Those living within 30 miles of the beach - have 30 minutes to load their thing -
Get out of their homes before the floating sea moseys into their windows - drowning out their moping screams like a blowing ocean breeze.
The slow motion leak creeps through the remote streets
A tantalizing trickle....
A vandalizing dribble....
Any where the flow could reach, it sanitized by mineral.
Little salt-and-sand combined can be criminal, in a grand design, it brittled the statues side with a slamming tide,
a liquid bull
the crashing might, to, whittle, to, paralyze the formidable,
a billion gallons wide...
this, a planet, you live in too.
it drizzled and drizzled pools for 40 continual nights, as recorded by the satellites pivotal.
The candle light flickered blue on the presidents oval office table
as he took a swig of satisfying liquid, cooled -
his pallet lined with a despicable urge to spit a sickly goo,
he’d reserved since he was sent the news -
– by the west of the world – U.S waters could surge!
the next 60 seconds were critical
the sweating, in silence, drenched in the miserable
The president could press A button that could save the world -
but he didn’t move - a inch,
As inches dripped, stripping raincoats thin of their slippery material,
A shriveled, prune, our skin a different hue.
The government had a defense system, for a typhoon of this magnitude, called Ninja 2
It was a specially designed current, that froze matter in a instant. Zoom.
It had another button too; a red one; forbidden to use.
Neither button had been touched by human finger prints until this June.
Europe had been under water already, for several minutes - drifting in gloom.
Fish schools, swimming, through, land.
Birds sink, they flew...
30 seconds to, the, brink of doom
The richter scale clinks with clues.
There’s still a chance for the monsoons to defuse,
Lightning Blink
The News
20 seconds:
South America was just hit with brute force,
extinct,
removed.
15 seconds: the president looks over at his spiritual adviser,
his eyebrows, crinkled in tune, in sync with the groove of the waves, as they sprinkle Peru.
Approaching the East Coast, the waves are "behemothly huge"
5 seconds; each consumes.
Sweat drools, releasing fumes.
1 second - he keeps his cool – pressing the button and Beam
The wave freezes.
The temperature drops 1000 degrees, a deep recluse.
Surrounded by an icy world now, blue - bleak, and new
America is about to freeze to death...

What you need to do…. is press that red button - save the people dude!!!!!!



liquid becomes solid, solid becomes Gas when you heat it and reheat it



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