Roman trumpets and horns
All the bells and the trumpets
almost of like elephant horns,
now with the sound of a nest
full of wasps…
a circus-like shape
in a spectacle, almost too roman…
where every dressed-up little soldier
might heal or might kill—
depending on our badges.
One of them stepping away now..
the other one steadily marching
always a tiny step closer
towards the center.
As if… to give out roar
for every person observing,
with a funeral selfie,
at the time closest to death.
Just when the crowds will make calls
and a head will be slam-dunked
to the ground
——————at the sound
of all trumpets.
——————–Many arms… now twisted
together
———————-into a ring
of so many terrors
————————and errors
all.. unbelievably
—————————–common
and daily.
Lyrical Impressions 