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Magenta rise

Give way to the night

Stripes down your back

Grinning at the stars



All the little people

Foamed in their shells

Fire-proofed and feathered

Cry volcanic tears



A letter from God

These trembling fingers

Held the white envelope

And opened the Sun



"Oppenheimer, you sinner,

Dinner at 9:00, RSVP,

In the common room,

Your name on the plate,"



And in an instant

Spears thrown at all angles

Pierce the guts and shrieks

Tic the geiger-counter



The waiter appears,

Shines his half-life smile,

Tears your letter up,

And fallouts at your feet,



Science and Man,

The guest speakers,

And all the horned rimmed,

Human imitators,







Are ghosts now