I’m sure this is basic science -
but I don’t know
a lot about this type of science -
so I’ll turn this into a poem

Fatigue is visiting, it’s like a cloud,
A shadow, it’s shading, follows around.

I started imagining what I want life to look like after radiation

Finding a way
to save them all

Then I imagine faces and places,
People in their cars holding all that they grieve,
Then it’s not about me.