there’s
  a woman
  screaming

on the radio
  a cry
  no one

will hear
  can you hear
  the crackle

of flames
  making bright her
  husband’s torso

somewhere
  in the city
  a home too

turns to ash
  fire’s awful
  whiplash  

an alarm
  wails away
  the moon

the woman hears
  a riot
  outside

her window
  a shutter
  & still she sleeps

through the night
  broken halo
  of light

a ghost & a song
  you despise
  grows teeth

in the lonely
  mirror
  of grieving  

inside a throat
  morning
  hides

a broken child
  but there’s
  no one

shattering
  in the streets
  in a skyful

thunder
  bolts in her
  head become

a new dissonance
  a different light
  a churchyard

expanding miles
  south of this
  silence

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