SWELLED HAND
He broke April into pieces - this wiry wind,
this awesome wetness of shower and the pelting
deluge of raging flood. Everyone of course knew it
was coming; the signs had been on the walls for years,
the markings someone had left at every corner post
and pole. Ignorance is no defense, or - as they say - 'a
willful disregard of the signs before your face goes nowhere
towards proving you are innocent'. Blindness is not a plea
once you've entered a movie theater.
-
They took down the bunting from the stadium facade.
The authorities, having already removed those whom they
considered repeat offenders, had allowed the crowd, or at
least its remnants, to stay. Cumulus clouds overhead had
puffed and billowed into formation, while the lengthening day
threw its shadows about. As one, the hoarse roar of the people
groused and hollered - something with great ingratitude, for sure.
-
Once the smoke had cleared, it was obvious everything
was over: heaps of the dead and still-piles of the living -
it really made no difference - were positioned all about.
Fragments of smoke and flame yet pillaged both
wood and flesh. A really pitiful scene, but
not one you could call a surprise.
As obvious as a nose on a face.
The swelled hand had
done its work.
He broke April into pieces - this wiry wind,
this awesome wetness of shower and the pelting
deluge of raging flood. Everyone of course knew it
was coming; the signs had been on the walls for years,
the markings someone had left at every corner post
and pole. Ignorance is no defense, or - as they say - 'a
willful disregard of the signs before your face goes nowhere
towards proving you are innocent'. Blindness is not a plea
once you've entered a movie theater.
-
They took down the bunting from the stadium facade.
The authorities, having already removed those whom they
considered repeat offenders, had allowed the crowd, or at
least its remnants, to stay. Cumulus clouds overhead had
puffed and billowed into formation, while the lengthening day
threw its shadows about. As one, the hoarse roar of the people
groused and hollered - something with great ingratitude, for sure.
-
Once the smoke had cleared, it was obvious everything
was over: heaps of the dead and still-piles of the living -
it really made no difference - were positioned all about.
Fragments of smoke and flame yet pillaged both
wood and flesh. A really pitiful scene, but
not one you could call a surprise.
As obvious as a nose on a face.
The swelled hand had
done its work.
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