Member Rara Avis
Hey, Butterfly Slippers!
Yeah, looking back at it, I'm surprised how well it's held together. Now, before I was writing poetry, I was writing short stories and I used to compose parody songs with a friend all the time, so that's why the poem probably doesn't look as amateurish as it actually is.
I wrote this poem after reading Hiroshima in school. I forget who it's by. But I imagined an a-bomb going off just over the horizon, and obliterating much of America. How cheerful. The last two lines, about how I smiled though it wasn't funny, is basically because people's heads are melted into skulls, and skulls ALWAYS look they're having a good time -- always smiling. Like I said, bizarre teen-age thoughts.