F IS FOR FFENTY; F IS FOR FFLOATING TOO
was floating down to Earth
humming Rihanna’s song umbrella
my parachute blossoming above
my head
beneath me
the Ukrainians are Russians were
all hot and bothered as to who
could shed more
blood for territory
when
seeing me looking absurdly self-
sacrificial and peace-mongerish
opened up with every bit of every tech
ordinance
to make my descent a
far less delectable thing
for
as hawks slaughter mice from the air
and cats with stealth camouflage
so it is in the order of things
that in time
of war
the lovers of peace and
defenders of humanity
just
have to be the ones
to get it first
you might
wish to argue this but
not when umbrella-ing yourself
down
into
no man’s land
Rihanna is
quite magical a being for sure
but
can
afford no help in this