Born with flesh and blood, but heart sold separately. Bird way up high, falling from the sky. The raining aftermath is the common denominator. When it shockwaves from ground zero, it leaves an atomic shadow—fatal impressions where a living, breathing thing once stood...
i have atom bomb dreams from the desert mushroom clouds billowing the shockwave blow past cacti and down the dirt road i'm on from the cockpit of a b-29 leveling the ground below already comprised of craters as we pummel the earth we become a might to match the gods
"If the radiance of a thousand suns were to burst at once into the sky, that would be like the splendour of the mighty one” Oppenheimer
A collection of atoms falls upon water, grass and air. Interwoven by light and by sound. A woman gathers the atoms together and drinks them, eats them and inhales them into her lungs. She breathes out a seed, a small seed no bigger than the point of a pin. Using her hands she digs into the earth, and then plants the seed deep into the earth's crust, covering over it with the dug out soil. She snatches a sleeping soul out of heaven, his old memories fade away as the new ones stretch over him. The first new memory is of him shouldering his way out of the crust, breaking out to find the light. He is met with the kiss of sunlight, he cries out, and in return a breast cries milk for him, silencing his cries. The world is a blur to him, a blur of light and motion, but eventually it comes into focus, and for a first time he sees a face come through the light. It is a beautiful face that shines brighter than the light that surrounds it, a face he would come to call his mother.