The play of children in the shadow of power


and Younger,

seduced by the

promise of play

the children are

marched under the

blankets of power

A little fun and games

under a

measuring gaze

the violence of

the marks he leaves in

his book, that damn book

in his hand is saved

for an undisclosed


For the way the ball bounces

is not in the throwing

but in its being caught