Atomic Apocalypse Shape Version
The horsemen have arrived on their menacing
mares. Whose stiletto hoofed horseshoes click-clack on which
Achromatic static staccatos inside ultraviolet light. As vidalian dampened
eyes drip with verid veneers before the mounted steeds, embrocations of nuclear infernos' fumes simmer in cimmerian shades; A penumbral eclipse galloping atop the sickened sky. Diaries dug from the barren breasts of Chernobyl inscribed
cautionary caveats of the terrace's truncation, just as the kudzu
and its vehicular veins suck from its captured praying prey, the
mushroom's sombrero barb grabs in gross excess all around.
No more
shall the zephyr sing with azaelian thistles, No more shall the
blackened
dahlias dance in
this dungeon we've become.
No more shall lightening
lick the leathery lands of ozone.
At last the poisoned atom's
apple has been bitten. Down it goes
through the three mile throat that thickens with silica,
Oxidizing the once electric crepuscules of the
toad's croak. And at last this system of solar spheres will be but a dream, Hidden away and locked with skeletal keys behind the mind.
Copyright © Beej Simrov | Year Posted 2017
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