Two for the Season

October 14, 2016 admin No comments exist



You want to believe the age
has moved past ax and mace
and menacing machete

maybe nowadays we’ve just
perfected pleasantries
conceal our short knives

and pistols tucked into
our pockets and purses
because we so hate blood

and suffer for animals
yet bloodlust for human
vengeance seems unchanged.


The Song of the Bigot


Here’s a bullet for you
or better, a projectile
place it in my tube
set the azimuth
pop it in your yard.

I didn’t say it was nice
or neighborly, but I am
being quite up front about
what I think of your kind
moving into my town.



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