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A Nuclear Accident

A Nuclear Accident

A Nuclear Accident

By Elizabeth Koenig

What a wonderful mother you’ll become--

Maybe I’ll meet a chemist. There will be a spark,A burst of energy and we’ll procur

A burst of energy and we’ll procure a home.Atoms will split, glowing from my core, andGod Atoms will split, glowing from my core, and

God Bless! a slobbering and spittering little baby.

Cradled in it’s leaden bassinet,

Acute coos and goos like a Geiger counter and

I’m trying not to react to it’s complete

And utter meltdown.

Pacifier like cooling rods, I’m insufficient.

I once had a flourishing city; I was privy

But now it’s been razed for me to raise

This blank canvas, yet all I can think of

Is the contamination;

The millions of ways it can detonate.

In sixty seconds, total decimation.

spittering little baby.Cradled in it’s leaden bassinet,Acute coos and goos like a geiger counter andI’m trying not to react to it’s completeAnd utter meltdown.Pacifier like cooling rods, I’m insufficient.I once had a flourishing city; I was privyBut now it’s been razed for me to raiseThis blank canvas, yet all I can think ofIs the contamination;The millions of ways it can detonate.In sixty seconds, total decimationlowing from

I’m trying not to react to it’s complete

And utter meltdown.

Pacifier like cooling rods, I’m insufficient.

I once had a flourishing city; I was privy

But now it’s been razed for me to raise

This blank canvas, yet all I can think of

Is the contamination;

The millions of ways it can detonate.

In sixty seconds, total decimation

What a wonderful mother you’ll become—

Maybe I’ll meet a chemist. There will be a spark,

A burst of energy and we’ll procure a home.

Atoms will split, glowing from my core, and

God Bless! a slobbering and spittering little baby.

Cradled in it’s leaden bassinet,

Acute coos and goos like a geiger counter and

I’m trying not to react to it’s complete

And utter meltdown.

Pacifier like cooling rods, I’m insufficient.

I once had a flourishing city; I was privy

But now it’s been razed for me to raise

This blank canvas, yet all I can think of

Is the contamination;

The millions of ways it can detonate.

In sixty seconds, total decimation