NaPoWriMo 21 Radioactive Warning

NaPoWriMo 21

Radioactive warning

The wounds are still fresh
The sleepers aren’t quite dead
Commotion in the night street
Caution carted away by winds
returns as passion-rain
on undercover bodies

Hurt and unhurt
my twin cities throb
the explosion fusing cores
destroying your WMDs
now concentrating on me

The ozone of propriety
displays a gaping tear; its ends knife-sharp
cutting through strings attached
beyond redemption
beyond repaint-able colors
beyond repairable shapes

the color of a black hole’s dream

A river denied a way
will dig its own bed
strengthen, weaken
slowly destroy and then create

the color of us
when we finally tempt fate 



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