bolts of fire
and the grinning clown reveal
the brethren beneath
their fingers shoot
shafts into the screaming Sarah
her Florentine floor
in seconds
burning flesh
the exits
poured into the room
they had been let in
on a given signal
Sarah whirled round
above the cowed revellers
'bring the victims'
Sarah was roughly grabbed
herded into the centre
she found herself