a wrecked toyota van with subwoofers
pumps, inflating the festive air
with harsh rippling sounds of ghetto swing
marching drummer girls drills in bulging
organza rainbow kitsch
they expertly sky rocket shiny batons
somebody scream in the rowdy crowd
a bloodied man runs over the street
jumps the school fence and gets shot in the back
one drummer girls places a baby browning
in her knee height and the band continues
the crowd cheers and in the distance red flashing
sirens blend in with the carnival of the dead
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem