Anne Clark
poem for a nuclear romance
What will it matter then
When the sky's not blue but blazing red
The fact that I simply love you
When all our dreams lay deformed and dead
We'llbe two radioactive dancers
Spinning in different directions
And my love for you will be reduced to powder
The screams will perform louder and louder
Your marble flesh will soon be raw and burning
And kissing will reduce my lipsto a pult
Hideous creatures will return from the underground
And the fact the I love you
Will die
You don't have to sleep to see mightmares
Just hold me close
Then closer still
And you'll feel the probabilities pulling us spart.
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