I think we broke it back in Japan-
the cherry blossoms turned to ash
on top of our tongues
and the summer cranes drowned
in thunder water.
That scenic sonic boom
shattered Atlantis' ancient skeleton-
the florescent bones of fish maidens floated
up from the kaleidoscopic coral
and wrestled Caribbean waves.
Their city kissed the sun-
the ruby rays of radiation
scorched concrete, steel,
and the porcelain skin
of Hiroshima's humanity.