Hinotama

There is a simpler, more pristine life
inside the ball of light
bouncing above the barbed wire fence

A small incision   made
in space

through which an entirely new fashion
of human being

is spying
on the people    incarcerees,
we are supposed to call them,

that    is the signal
of their expendability

motivating the whirling blades    the wave-like crests
as the striving of a human

to separate
the calcified tumor
that makes the ball

a planet     fallen
to ice

a simpler, more pristine life
pressing against the startled faces
rooting, together,

to describe the ephemeral achievement
of collective entrapment

the loss that is constant, rapid

Source: Poetry (September 2023)