In Bucha's Graveyards
Hands tied, they offer
no resistance. Strips
of white, not unlike
the shackles that bind
arms to back to ride
the lightning, tighten
with weeping. This is
not fake news, nor is
it staged to effect
mock pleas for more help.
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Bodies not buried
in playgrounds of sand
lie waiting for words,
the calling of names.
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On these urban streets,
light fails in a flash.
Shots replace shouting.
Breaching smoke-filled clouds,
the Russians retreat
east, vodka at hand.
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It takes time to torture,
no more than minutes
to walk away from
the dead left to mourn.
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"Ride the lightning" is slang for the electric chair.
Pick up any newspaper or turn to any social medium, radio, or television station for coverage of the horrific war in Ukraine.
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