Poem A. Redux.

Reflective drops of glycerin
fall onto your face
and melt your skin
the waters hot
you jump right in
crack and boil from the pressure within
an empty park full of sharks
nobody's going out or coming in
you have things to do
but you just sit still
from fear of seeing him
let the pone ring forever
Heart strings torn and severed
In a storm of violence you feel weathered
you will smile sweetly
for the photograph
as you're hypnotised
by the blinding flash.