#1
Spectacle of fire on hold
When each columbine’s tear
Falls with the morning
Hopefully,
Reproachfully.

Spectrum of disease; stinging venom
When infantile eyes
Climb each virtual word
Rancorously,
Despicably.

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.