after Kenji C. Liu



The days of potential are over

                      potential catastrophe

                      potential disaster.
The days are now the days

                      of injustice

                      of horror

                      days we never thought would be.
Take sage stick. Draw closed circle in salt.
In the Sunshine State, high on the stench of permission

                      healthcare is revoked for children

                      precious, precious children

                      precious, precious      unless…
Take pine needle. Burn cone.
The days of denial are over

                      the days of disbelief.

                      The days are here to hurry up

                      the days are here to believe:
the depths of hate are here

                      the lava is over the lip

                      burning a fast course

                      (searing a path to you).
Grind charred cone to dust. Take wine.
These days are the days for plain speaking

                      symbol has become cloud.

                      These days are the days for naming:
                      The blood of the children.

                      The blood of the rounded up.

                      The blood of the displaced.

                      The blood of the ill denied medicine.

                      The blood of the carrying girl.

                      The blood of the dysphoric now over      the edge.

                      The blood of the wrong one percent.
Take moonstone. Intone prayer:

                      The blood of the bodies

                      the blood of the bodies

                      the bodies, the bodies

                      the bodies, the bodies

                      the bodies, the bodies

                      the bodies of blood.