Mushroom Clouds, poetry by Scott C. Kaestner at Spillwords.com
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Mushroom Clouds

Mushroom Clouds

written by: Scott C. Kaestner

 

“Love is a weapon
of mass destruction.”

Is what
she said
walking
out the door
the evening
of his demise.

Life was never
the same
after that
mostly because
she was not
there anymore.

She did not
care anymore
but he did
and it hurt
shattered heart
shrapnel dreams.

Now when he
thinks about her
he tastes smoke
feels mushroom
clouds bursting
in his head.

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