what if a nicer atom gave us flowers,
and tokyo surrendered its heart in gratitude;
a million japs had flowers to eat,
and sang flowers back as japanese,
all that's gone,
come back as ghosts
what if a sweeter bomber dropped gardenias
on the feathers of the emperor's black duck --
great luck to the children:
born, instead of blind
would live alive
the atom bomb
took so much
12 May 17
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the nature of my game? older than the devil. original good, except on occasion.
what great mouth feel. tbh this is really good.
irony meets idealism to drop a bomb in our reflections on the imagery there-in -- what-if critiques we're made with the awe-of-alacrity instead of malevolent soliloquies -- what-if poets we're bones that sprouted flowers -- what-if words had an effect upon reality like some abracadabra simile-smiles that changed the course of dis-course -- loved the play here Cad and the implicit music
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