Bullies



Bullies


Foaming with fear,
fraught with talking smack.

The louder their barking,
the less anyone's narking.

The hallways are slippery
and screeching with teardrops.

Every 3 minutes a kid's backpack strap
is yanked like a fishing line.

Kick balls smeared by nosebleeds
bounce across the playground

unnoticed by teachers blabbering
about the last episode of The Bachelor,

and you can't find the principals,
and the principals can't find their principles.

When the world was young,
the original bully exploded into more bullies

(The Big Bully Bang Theory)
expanding, accelerating

the victims multiplying,
their scars stretching

schools shrinking

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