Spectacle of fire on hold
When each columbine’s tear
Falls with the morning

Spectrum of disease; stinging venom
When infantile eyes
Climb each virtual word

Hold for calamity and dolorous destruction,
Peers peeling layer from layer until the fragile function.
Draping pain and pressure on a cracking collar bone,
From a simply slimy start in a severed empty home.

This is the blade that…
This is the hate that…
This is the shame…
This is the finger,
This is the elicitation.