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Static...... Radioactive man is cool. His brain is fried but he still wears chinos. It is sixteen days since the bomb dropped, not many people lived but radioactive man did. He is dazed and confused but alive. He staggers about, not knowing he is glowing. The radio static claims lots of things. Like.... The Russians are like sour grapes. A bad bunch. No need to be that bad though. Claims static. Radioactive man shouts words. "Let them lead what I can"t have down the path of righteousness." Sigh, he must have been a church goer. He will be dead in two hours. But the radio wont know. Nobody will. Well, maybe God. Oh and the Russians.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 5/25/2011 1:54:00 PM
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Date: 5/25/2011 1:51:00 PM
i like the end... adds a little comic relief
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Date: 5/25/2011 1:30:00 PM
many thanks for your advice, i bow to your superior knowledge. i like this one, David
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Date: 5/25/2011 7:31:00 AM
Thank you for sharing your wonderful poetry today. I totally enjoyed reading it Ned. Hope you have a beautiful day filled with inspiration. Love, Carol
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Date: 5/24/2011 8:49:00 PM
super intense and awesome write my friend.. enjoyed your parallels in poetry .. great design ..ned ... cool and cleverly created luv..
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