scarred generations of words laid bare

struggling with the confusion of relativity

when his atom split her world asunder

her mouth mushroom with the pain of it

she couldn't have seen the fallout

when her pen pulled that trigger Image *

it wallpapered her ivory flesh with gray

she ignored the crimson blood falling around

radioactive in it's indiscriminate burn

cast her remains into lead lined boxes

drop it into the sea to the denizen depth

deeper and colder then ink could blink


she'll sink


“And your very flesh shall be a great poem.” ― Walt Whitman


Ruth Newell Feb. 5, 2012 @ 6:17 p.m.

Or swim.

"couldn't have seen that fallout when her pen pulled that trigger"--been sort of stewing on the concept of impact lately. This seems fitting:) Thanks Nan. Very lovely; very you.


nan shartel Feb. 5, 2012 @ 8:13 p.m.

this gal in far beyond swimming Roody...the impact is 2 severe!!

do u notice my deadly Canadian is on board in this one Roody?? :(


Ruth Newell Feb. 5, 2012 @ 10:11 p.m.

Yes, splitting her world asunder no less.


nan shartel Feb. 6, 2012 @ 11:29 a.m.

bad men ...we should see them coming...and we usually do...but some can be so sly Mindy

lord save us from sly men and women...


Twister Feb. 6, 2012 @ 9:03 p.m.

Do just about anything but read my mind.


nan shartel Feb. 6, 2012 @ 9:07 p.m.

lookin' forward 2 those blogs Mindy

but ruined...i hope not....:(


quillpena Feb. 6, 2012 @ 11:56 p.m.

bad boys and bad girls; we love to hate 'em.


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