On blown up limbs and missing eyes People in the street
Ducked for cover
They thought gunshots
From fireworks
Fired from the 26th floor
Fuses lit in shaking hands
At 12:40 in the afternoon
Red and green flares
Falling and reflecting
Between sky scrapers
And no expectation
Of the inordinary.

I will probably never see that again.

This actually did just happen. I don't know what they were thinking...But it was interesting.  ¶ 12:42 PM