airport bound
fukushima minamisoma destination
from splendor to devastation?
on the way to the airport
a cow quartet
lush grass banquet
white and black
easy eating repose
green grass mouths
diamond heart chewing.
no small irony
that Fukushima is
the ultimate destination
of this airport bound ride.
Will there still be
mountains of tsunami debris?
invisible radiation penetration ?
forgotten elders?
sheltered fragmentation?
how foolish
to even consider
when soon
i will be there.
