The World as a whole

The voices are always

in different languages,

different tones,

localized fervency,

dressed in sharpest stretch fit gear

and when they drone,

they drone on in unison,

subletting the gates

of hell just below their

cavernous throats.

I stand befuddled,

alone and slightly amused

like the bull that follows

the tinkling sound of a bell

to the slaughterhouse.

~Ray Strickland


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