the sidewalks fell silent to prepare
for your blaring sirens—the people scurried
and babies wailed as their mothers
pressed their palms over their fragile ears
get away! get away! get away, o!
the beast comes running, hungry for blood!
a red galaxy swirled overhead—
the vortex sucking in the milky beams
that flash and reflect themselves
in the window of the buildings around us
get away! get away! get away, o!
the beast comes running, hungry for blood!
the blue streaks over the sides of its
hefty boxy body, the eyes of those walking
filled up—brown, hazel, green, all of them nothing
when bathed in electric blue
get away! get away! get away, o!
the beast comes running, hungry for blood!
all that splendor of screeching horns,
whisking lights and shining streaks
all fell silent and still 0 then its jaws opened
and engulfed an old man's still body
get away! get away! get away, o!
the man is dead and beast is full—waiting for us.
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