What is it? Excitement? Anticipation? Lord!
Thank you for this bounty! Pure pleasure again
in the rigid flow of life’s grandest illusion!
Contemplation, at times, should be left to the
unsure, lest they discover the immediate pleasure
of thinking fueled by atomic power! A true Chernobyl!
Lasting only as the reactor cracks, overdrive
splattering waste upon the virgin landscape, lungs
forming in the absence of liquid air! Such grand
steps! Although, later, there were those
who decided to deny it. Flourished in the sea.