Allen Ginsberg

Nagasaki Days (Everybody's Fantasy)

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I walked outside & the bomb'd
dropped lots of plutonium
all over the Lower East Side
There weren't any buildings left just
iron skeletons
groceries burned, potholes open to
stinking sewer waters

There were people starving and crawling
across the desert
the Martian UFOs with blue
Light destroyer rays
passed over and dried up all the
Charred Amazon palmtrees for
hundreds of miles on both sides
of the river

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