11.9.16

I sit in Dublin Airport

tears in my eyes

an all-too-familiar voice

emanating from the monitors

 

Interesting how his tone changes

once he gets his way

 

You could hear a pin drop

or a bomb, for that matter

 

Voices crying out

What have we done?

 

A woman paces back and forth

speaking to someone on the phone

"Feckin' egits will be

burning crosses on people's lawns next

you wait and see"

 

It feels like a horrible joke

an 18-month-long hallucination

a social experiment

a reality tv show

 

A hundred million voices crying out

What have we done?