I drew a gun on the page
lifting it up, I think it’s a 12 gauge
wet ink runs down my arm
arcade in the background
bright lights flashing
ferris wheel spins in the sky, grabbed a napkin
soaked up some black ink under the sleeve of my jacket
then squeezed on eve’s casket.

when words connect correctly,
they become birds or they become weaponry.

heavy artillery, matted down, feathery.

Ted Turners Gettysburg address
left Hank Aaron in a headdress…
Build a stadium around him!
Hank fired the first shot
through Babe Ruth’s forehead
Babe spun in circles
as a shaft of light
shined through his inner eye,
spinning in circles
casting a light upon
all in the audience
Hank rounds the diamond,
some call it a blood stone.
He turns third and runs home.
Blacks and whites join and use grey cells!!