Talk
D. Michael McNamara
After our time there will be talk
of long ago
when mad man come
and swallow sun.
Back when these things happened.
Before language, sky fallen, earth cold.
When we are gone they will speak
of mad man
come like hail storm
here to destroy.
Back when there was only one girl.
She reached out, kissed, tasted the sun.
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