Triolet #2

by Ralkkai

The whole world on stage as electric currents become bullets
aimed at a mother bored of the innocent, digital skin
and distraught by a family torn apart by modern circuits
The whole world on stage as electric currents become bullets
The narrow conduit ablaze with buzzing numbers of sin
the port left wide open, an open invitation –the mother forgets
The whole world on stage as electric currents become bullets
aimed at a mother bored of the innocent, digital skin.

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