Roland Bastien - MX1006

Flush the fledglings’ stench
Before the sun runs
After day dies.

Trees are for birds
Uranium UA bomb to hurt.

My blood has a U-238.
MX1006 that

Blows
Twists.
Cracks

My conk flesh. Howls

Electromagnetic pulsator, M1*A1.
Waltzes with my stem cells

I will survive..
They will collapse

Roland Bastien

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