APOCALYPSE POEM
Don’t ask about
The Martians. I don’t
Know, just stories
About Ocba,
A man in space
Alive and inert
Drifting like a seed
Waiting to land
In the sterile soil—
That TV movie
With puppets, clowns,
Old men in gowns,
Entire towns aglow
Radioactive
Sun smothered, the dead
Winds blow open
Windows and weep fire
THE MAN WHO CAN'T DIE
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