Constant nuclear heat exceeds the exterior demeanor
of a frozen man.
Goosebumps chilling the body in waves of
hair rising air. Yet there are
volcanoes exploding the mind in a fit of
Rage against Belief.
The fire burning white
lighting thoughts like lightning sparking
Why’s
How Come’s
Spewing forth from fissures hidden away
like cannons in guerrilla warfare
against myself.
Hurting no one
but myself.
Innocent civilians out of harm’s way
as my Chernobyl erupted
with no hands at the console
into white noise.
