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After Hiroshima's mushroomCloud dissolved into
An amorphous vague shape
Something like an Angora cat
All asprawl,
The flies converged
In their disguised swarms
Fortunes to be made
Masses to decimate
Puppet mouthpieces
To plug into
History's currents.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2014-06-15 at 19:48
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