Widespread Panic
For Uvalde
Can you see the possibilities
The feet laying silent in the crowd
The quiet corruption of a world gone mad
Shouting silently from securities unanswered phone
I wish I’d owned a looking glass
A quiet transfer of violence all my own.
The crowds parted in silent revelation,
A madman’s place completely at home
Pikachu stares from the stands
Rivers streaming over and above
Music that hangs in the silence
Of a bands best wishes fallen from the throne
Helpless bubbles of pregnant pauses
Playing dead like the bones that draw their due.
Shoes filled with blood red notes of exultation
In an unexpected recording of “where are you?”
A five year olds homework splattered- on the floor
Violence takes multiple stages
From here I am to there they lay
Uvelde in outrageous stages-
Columbine, Aurora, Parkland and more.
(c) Krystal Turner 2022
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