Doesn't matter if you're wrong
Doesn't matter until those syrupy tentacles
leech into you
Dance happy and long
~ ~ ~
boys & girls
by the whites of your eyes
I know I can't tell
what will drop
what will play
on swings and slides
or the spread of your hand
as children in drag
to push or yield
you have me transfixed
a lamb on the cross
not a lamb
~ ~ ~
War moves
from field
to parliament
church
& boardroom
but we remain
collateral damage