Soccer Field
As I step into the car
I feel a wave of dissapointment
flood over me
like a tsunami in Japan
I sit and watch the unknown bodies
they run up and down courts and fields
Fukushima.
I cannont stop it now
if it tried
I would but the winds
roaring shaking
uncrying howling
I attack myself
vicious
It cannot stop me now
unscathed lie
depths hidden
millions will
die
because of me
side effect
be it or not'
as I look through the rolled down window
of a 2017 Subaru Impreza
I see faces
unlooking everlooking
We cannot breath
Pain stakes in my faces
Workers burnt
my dreams to
crisps
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