Today nothing came down from the heavens.
Today the core melted down,
And they lied about it.
The real end of Huck and Jim’s journey
Is the army, the insane asylum, the nuclear plant,
The jail, and the slum.
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by Joseph Balletti / March 15th, 2017
Today nothing came down from the heavens.
Today the core melted down,
And they lied about it.
The real end of Huck and Jim’s journey
Is the army, the insane asylum, the nuclear plant,
The jail, and the slum.
This article was posted on Wednesday, March 15th, 2017 at 1:42am and is filed under Poetry.
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