off the coast of Japan
she put her hand upon my back
unfettered, she sd
unfettered.
Category: writing (Page 4 of 4)
a world that could have been, like the world of music lost in this broken dream of keys
In Flanders Fields, Inc the smelters glow
Between the access roads, row on row,
That mark our place;
In the late 1970s, Climate scientists came to the conclusion that the Earth’s climate was changing. Of this they were 100% certain. They also determined that this change had an anthropogenic cause. Of this too they were 100% certain. The Earth was warming, and people were responsible. And they were 100% right. So what happened? […]
In less than 10 years the gavel will come down and we will know for certain the human race is over. At least, large-scale industrial societies will be finished. When that happens, every nuclear reactor on Earth will go off like popcorn.
Pounding throb of diesel-belching locomotive. Michael hears them passing around goodbyes. None are passed to him.
ghosts don’t exist but hauntings are real, more real than this
reality, these
tears all day […]
dnA And
possibility
the first breath blown
fragile flesh bellows
verbs contracted in a puckered face […]
grace
on wings of white and red
over a sea of bemused consumptive pleasures […]
my heart is nuclear reacting
radioactive fuel rods
ignite
my heavy-water blood