Trinity scared me
when I went shopping for a film
and found the bomb.
In radioactive sunlight
a Pacific cloud
swirled and roared
insanely loud.
The Navajo
near Dog Island
north of Bikini Atoll
saw the white sand.
It was piercing my eye
while exploding nearby.
I wore dark glasses
and felt the sting
of this incredible thing.
My flesh burned
by super-heated air
once loved
now no longer there.
A kiloton
became a megaton
before the testing was done
and the dirty device
became clean
but what did that mean?
The dragon breath
meant an early death
in a roll of fire and scorn
crushing a rose
snapping a thorn
and a thousand or ten
or a million or five
living now
would be barely alive.
I use words to deepen my observations. All of the following works are © copyrighted. They are the intellectual property of Greg Hoover. If you or anyone you know is interested in licensing one or more written works for use in a compilation, as lyrics in a musical work, synced to video, or some other use, feel free to contact me about an arrangement. But if not, assuming you are curious and literate, simply reading for pleasure is encouraged.
Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)
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