I am Mox
I AM MOX
If you inhale me
I will boil you from the inside
I am the worst kind.
The sickest of the sick
The most invisible
The most potent, blister skin prick
The most concentrated
This Tokyo panic plume descends
I am the grave you dug with cancered hand you lend
You architects who pretend this earth will last forever
-I’m afraid I am the alien arrived
The cooking of the kidneys
The erosion of the lung
The slippery slope of a soggy neck slung
On wasted muscle
There goes another one, in the post ten years on big c.
The writhing jump out infront of me
They squirm beneath the might of me
And I linger
The slowest finger inserted
To make this drawn out death
Like logic inverted the strands of spider thread
Make all these cells so fragile
I watch one burst, the artery first
Then her entire vessel
A gruesome site
On radiation
You shall die
I am the invisible killer
In my periodic testament you shall trust me
I will boil you from the inside.
Laughing atoms celebrate, you set us free
The deceased beneath me, millions
Your concrete cannot float
On this cloud
This magic carpet
My silent voice is louder than ever
I bind cells together to make that dreaded word
This nightmare jump-started by you, such a gluttonous herd
This pathetic consumer race
This quest for Giga-watt
This capitalist rot
This media fear
The heart of the earth torn from here in atoms
You split them and expected only reward
But I the sleeping giant
Leapt toward you when un-tethered
The puny concrete cap
The draining salt bath saps away
And reveals the rods that sweetly sway
All happy upon their release
Like prisoners starved of this fetish feast of killing man
The atoms can’t wait to kill my children
And how Ironic, you dropped atomic all those years ago
Seamus Kelly
Sat 26th Mar 2011 08:06
Powerful stuff Pete and as each day passes with the situation in Japan your poem gets more and more relevant. I hope I get to see you perform this one.
Excellent