Tamura Ryuichi

Tamura Ryuichi

10
"the vertical nightmare of medieval Gothic"
descended from the sky at 8:15
on August 6, 1945.
Time was distorted by a shadow of creation,
and space, became unrecognizable--
reflected in prismatic colors
from a mushroom cloud.
This monster was alive
in a consciousness
of absolute silence.

9
The Sun was "nailed to the sky."
A piercing white light
flashed like a diamond
as the Sun collapsed into its own reflection.
A conflagration of darkness and fire.
Black Rain, the size of marbles.
Fission fragments, death and horror.
130,000 people died--in one second.
Burning at 6000 degrees.

8
I saw "a dead man step out of the ground."
He crawled to the Kyo River and disappeared.
I saw a woman floating like a ghost in the air,
hanging by her skeletal fingertips
on the edge of conceptual destruction.
I saw the children look up into heaven
where ghost men, devoid of eyes,
hung from the stars.

7
"the earth went berserk,"
at an altitude elevated for gods,
bending to the will of the wind.
Heavenly vision--
the Twins of Darkness--
a thing Nature never conceived,
intertwined by madness.

6
"all great things are evil,"
counter-clockwise illumination,
from the impenitent universe.
The air--cuts--like razor blades.
At the edge of the Abyss
darkness destroys the Mind.

5
"not a shadow anywhere,"
as darkness swallows chaos.
Nothingness in motion,
as we reach for cold stars,
thru the vertigo space of hell.

4
"no bird or animals or trees
or even grass."
The Sun was appalled
by this monument of war.

3
"angelic missiles ad beautiful hydrogen bombs,"
we are as white as ghosts--
the color of Madness.

2
"After the war...the dream again."
The Sun, the poet, one.

1
"Don't touch my corpse."

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                                     from "Whistling Past the Graveyard"