fukishima

they will say
don't eat spinach
it glows, much greener
than it should
don't make love
unless you cover that sucker
for the babies you make
will be misshapen,
useless lumps
the world will
all feel sorry for
and we will
give them
vacations to
disneyland
and rides on ponies
and fifty years
from now
we'll forget
how the earth shook
the waves rose

and someone will blame god
because it's easy