all encroaching upon
MY LOVE!

hardly a single moment free
from the tension of the DEATH
moving in

head in the sand
hearts buried
in the
computer screen

DEATH
encroaching
upon OUR LOVE!

the gentle rain
the rain
of radiation
and DEATH

the gentleness
invaded by the knowledge
of total poverty

DEATH
moving in

only a simple reason left
a simple sentence
amid the DEATH
a simple child
(you?....or me?)

only the heroic
fit to be seen