May Golden Shovel #2

source: A Warning from the Past on Extremists of the Present

 

They take over your brain with a

Light tap inside your mind. They come, no warning,

With a delicate lash of acid. They come from

Distant galaxies, but you cannot see the

Star that seeds them. They tremble past

Your skin, dripping honey that burns, on

A day long celebrated by extremists.

They mouth slogans, weaving a cocoon of

Spider hair, braiding and unbraiding the

Thoughts that might free you from the present.

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I’m continuing to use Terrance Hayes’s Golden Shovel poem format, as proposed by the Sunday New York Times "At Home" section, for 30 Poems in 30 Days during National Poetry Month.

 

Take a newspaper headline that attracts you.

Use each word in the line as the end word for each line in your poem.

Keep the end words in order.

Describe the story that the headline is for.

The poem does not have to be about the same subject as the headline that creates the end words.