This was a recent vision.
Anti-Poem — “Nuclear Noah” i turned the white sidewalk extending to beverly boulevard my street teeming with oozing life the stilled human voices the decades dead coming out of their houses again coming down the dim sidewalk wearing the colors of remembrance electric mothers with babies on porches spying the galaxies i saw them all watched them climb the open skies at sunset their resurrected arms extending to the apexes to the stars supersonic specter opens the chest plate carves the future trumpet peels reverberate like singing priests at noon tide the host is lifted the choirs of the redeemed drone on now i saw them go up climbing spiraling upward into the tumult nuclear noah with eyes of jasper descending to the throng the dream door is closed is locked for seven black autumns
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