night runs through jerusalem
another life in darkness
scuttling with movement
as I whoosh
whoosh
whoosh
a foreign substance
infiltrating paradigm.
eyes lock and
load with burning--
lingering--
stares
"what is this thing?"
they fire my way
but german chords cushion my ears
and protect me from stray chastise bullets.
I feign decency.
they crawl
they crawl
I whoosh
I whoosh
we teem
we teem
they fire
I dodge.
every which way, I explore their streets--
a rhythm disruption
a ghastly sight.
deeper and deeper--
a tension shift, it bubbles and
threatens to boil...
WHAM
the babushka screams
lips dancing, grenades aflight,
licking curses at my life
I baulk, feign decency,
dodge past
barely scathed.
I dare a fervent glance back
and capture the moment of fire.
whoosh
whoosh
whoosh
explosions behind me
eyes widen, and accept reality.
"foreign" carries new weight.
I am a poison object here.