Barbed Wire (an experimental solo rengay)
 

angry sobs--
the echo of a slap
in the produce aisle

smoke lingers
the lives he could not save

sticks and blocks
become their arsenal--
good guys and bad

the tang of blood--
he bites his tongue
to keep from gagging

purple veins bulge
at the peace rally

barbed wire
tangled in the souls
of survivors