In the Crater ~ part 1

In the Crater

I am here
in this crater
Devastation in every direction
but up
And I can hear her crying

There is this little dirt fountain in the center
And cracks and scratches
radiate from it toward the rim
There isn’t a rock bigger than a pebble
There are these . . . I guess they look like skinny antlers
of blackened glass
Fused sand memory of the heat of the blast
No wait
There were clouds and . . .
Lightning striking the Earth like an electric snake
A banshee scream

It happened in seconds
Absolute devastation in seconds
Millennia will pass before the scars of this Armageddon are blurred

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Chyfrin the Celtic poet

Artist, Poet, Electrical/Biomedical Engineer, Actor, Playwright, Set construction, Educator, Lover of womankind and single malt scotch

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