the football fans flutter
hands in onetwoTHREE

blue eagled flags drape
roared atop a mass

powered chants o’er the
fleeing workers at half-five

gazing at the stars; the
travelled ultras, racists

kids, mothers, smiles,
passports & the Italian police

this sporting pustule
arrived freshly, fired up

prossimo sul Lazio – upraised
arms, the horde remarkable

furnishing the station, turning
a nothing into cathedral