warzone pictures

Yesterday they made a hole in the world
Something came through
In crimson disguise
Apparently
Her fathers brains just left his head
Scattered in blue congealed surprise
I don¡¯t know
I only
saw that picture;
The little girl
About six
Blood on her hands
Mouth ruptured
Scripture ;
screaming up at me
Through the newspapers pages
Fluttering and shaking
In the absence of rages.
Voices calling without any sound
Whistling as I wait for the underground.