Friday, December 17, 2010

Burn!

Burn!

schools
exploded

watch them fall

the children dancing
around and around

dizzy
dizzy
dizzy

they
fall

kick the bricks
slight pain silent
keep it quiet
it’s time to go

white noise static
they laugh silently

as they nail the
teachers’ skins to the post

destruct
reconstruct

walk to the beach sit down

girls and boys stare at the sun
until it spins and sinks

they hold hands laugh
then
welcome
the fetus’
return

--Peter Marra is a writer who lives in Williamsburg Brooklyn. Among his influences are Tristan Tzara, Paul Eluard, Edgar Allan Poe, Russ Meyer, and Roger Corman. He has been published in amphibi.us, Yes Poetry, Maintenant 4, Beatnik, Crash, Danse Macabre, Caper Literary Journal, and Clutching At Straws.He is currently constructing his first collection of po

1 comment:

Leslie said...

Peter -
childhood, eh....I like this piece. it reminds me of my relationship with learning and growing (done best with peers)
always a personal edge i sense, but you give nothing away, yet the descriptions within the walls of the poem feel so intimate.
you've turned me on to another site that i am joining -
i feel your comfort in your poetry, love to read some more short story work........
L