Sonnet from the Porch de Guise

Post-Traumatic Retail Disorder

Zapped by its isotopes, drowned by its seas,
Japan convulses while the world, as one,
Stands mumbling to its several deities
To let Gojira sleep, to let be done
What's done; and in the bargain, let it stay
A strictly Japanese apocalypse!
That's how—methought—one given to prayer would pray;
But humans sink their lowest when the chips
Are down for someone else: e.g., "The Nips
Purchased their karmic doom when they attacked
Pearl Harbor." So to God's ears from my lips:
Smite Thou the pestilential cataract
Of humankind and all that it pollutes!

Who fucking cares. I love my phat new boots.