quick draw contest…

quick-draw-contest

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aunt bea
pulled out an old photo
of me
all decked out
as a cowboy
complete with
a genuine cowhide
double holster
holding white
simulated
pearl
handled pistols
she
said
as i recall
you
and
your cousins
were into
tv westerns
gun smoke
hopalong cassidy
and
such
you boys
would stand out front
practicing your quick draws
producing enough noise
from those cap guns
to send
the neighborhood dogs
into a barking
frenzy
back then
you didn’t
consider
the real consequences
of carrying out
a quick draw contest
with others
how death
was the real winner
seems like
the new administration
hasn’t quite
realized
that yet
or
doesn’t care

political bedfellows…

political-bedfellows

our bed is empty when you are there
death’s black coldness grasp even our souls as you approach

a rigid aggregate structure…

city-street-art

seeing
that
the brown bag prophet
had
several cans
of
spray paint
in
a cloth carrying bag
i jokingly
said
so you’ve
become
a graffiti artist
now
oh no
he said
i’ve
just returned
from
the mexican border
i was painting
welcome signs
on the wall
and
planting
a few
blue vining roses
actually
he said
i do not mind
staring
at
border walls
for
they serve
no
true purpose
but to
appear
to
masculate
the feeblest
of fears
of
more concern
to me
are
the invisible walls
of
ignorance
that
fostered
their
construction

marketing their songs…

marketing-their-songs

like
keystone cops
the
new
administration’s
advisors
and
cabinet
bungle
through
each day
destroying
the lives
of
others
but
never
a business partner
that
would
be
a sacrilegious offence
that
children
and
mothers die
is
the political cost
of
doing business
lord knows
such
vermin
cannot contribute
funds
to their personal
executive
bank accounts
so
with
a clear criminal conscious
they
encourage
executive orders
to be
signed
by
a well
trained
russian monkey
whose
facial expressions
clearly change
as
the monkey
dances
to
the
organ grinders’
tune
of greed

discovery…

discovery

for centuries
black
tortured hands
have dug
in life’s
obsidian
soil
souls
seeking
the sacred grave
where
liber lays
but
each tomb
opened
held
only
the ashes
of
other
ancestor’s
dreams
ancestors
who sought
manifest equality
but found
only
a mass grave
holding
the cinders
of
their
ancestor’s
dreams