disorder of the day

and as Alfonso and i add

another blanket to our sleep chair,

there they are,

having lost their belongings

as they fled falling shrapnel

collapsing cherished roofs

to the very edge

of

their abducted open air prison,

occupied by "freedom & democracy"

(for us but not for you™);

shivering in wind wrapped tents,

listening for the revving

of approaching death,

looming in the "rules based" hoarders'

ordering of sky.