Some Whole Wheat Words

Here I am, absorbing the waves and the radiation.

First post. Observe: Some free verse.

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If It happens
And I am smoking shadows
And hot gristle
And my eyes are crushed
Like wet eggs
By pressure waves
Larger than the mountains
That shadowed our divorce
And my lips and throat are destroyed
By my rapidly accelerating teeth,
I want to know where you will be.

I don’t care where I am
Anywhere will have to do
(Though truth be told
I’ve made a promise
To myself that I would,
If possible,
Avoid Red Lobster)
But you,
you
I am interested in.

I cannot picture you
In the War Room
Holding the hands
Of a dentured former family-man,
A bottle of champagne between you,
But
I suppose it is possible.
I hope not.

Please choose a field.
It is important to me
That you choose a field.
I will make the best of
Vaporisation
As long as you can see grass
And butterflies
And hear birdsong
Or grasshoppers.