STORM

STORM

the windows rattle
it is a slight storm

the windows
melt

it is
a nuclear showdown

thousands of years
millions perhaps
into the future

our descendants (much
altered) or
another species
must decide
(after finding the
bits and pieces
putting them
together)

what hatred brought
these two antagonists
to, as matter of
security and
deep principle,
uncontrollable hatred,
impossible fear

to equalise everything
in mutual suicide

windows melting
across the whole globe