We separate
ourselves two
metres apart,
into a honeycomb
of coffin-sized
spaces,
ready for
the falling.
Unmasked
assassins
roam the streets,
supermarkets,
parks, pubs;
looking
to give
the kiss
of Death,
to the unwary.
A man
on a train
dangles
his requirement
from his ear:
an ominous
black ear-ring.
Cavalier,
defiant,
shooting
daggers at the
wide-eyed –
the train pirate.
We are all
openly
bandits now.
Exposed
as Earth’s
villains:
rapacious,
voracious,
ungracious,
unjust,
…unkind.
Make no mistake;
this is a cull.
Heidi Stephenson