two brats holding hands in burlap sack-
father time watching while running laps-
everyone must have been too scared to speak up
they must have had razor burn on their tongue
panic and plastic is thrown to the ground
like snow in Panama-
foreign to all around-
it screams in ecstasy
I shake and clench this venomous syringe
it has no sting unlike the stinge of the wasp
disguised as a bee
in an unfamiliar nylon scene