Daydream Masquerade Poem by William Greco

it's been quite

quiet

on Eilean Mòr
but I paid my tribute to amphibious armies
buried the critter with a roadkill requiem
watched through the eye of a needle
how the bomb-cratered garden glows after dusk
how Magda Goebbels mix tears with cyanide
in joy in glory
slowly walks the night
and I speak no words in this debate
I've been quite quiet since this charade
quite quiet after the grey parade
but

SCREAMING

through this daydream masquerade!