Godzilla departs



An obsidian giant spent

serene, nuclear,

passes over the horizon.
In his wake the port

cautiously revives.

The great cranes
pink and white

unload squat freighters.

The lattice of their spinning

booms like lifting legs,
laced in pointe slippers.

Cargo rises and falls,

leaps and bends. 
All these could heft

a colossal Elephant’s Foot

atop the burning world. 
Instead, their dance

calls him back,

stage lights blink on.