The snipers keep getting riper
assassins wearing diapers
fear like a viper
strikes white flesh
until jolts constrict black muscles
cloaked so the eyes
can't glimmer with God's grace,
no broken skies
to shine on the faces
that watch
them writhe, like blind worms
who fertilize society
they couldn't feel
safer, if they held
a gun in their hands.

fear evaporates into closure
and everything is over;
secure
ly hidden
the mole pops up
the golf club guillotine
comes down
the tunnels keep getting
longer and more connected.