Scene 1.
friday-night party—
cisco rediscovers
old rage
from old places
& cuts down his brother
with a cheap lock-blade
he bought
from a display case
at the “qwik-mart”
nothing could stop
the startled kid
from bleeding out
right there
on the dance floor
under the twisted
crepe paper
& red balloons
Scene 2.
thirty days
back from iraq
stretched
past the point
where hope breaks—
jeffrey
shadowed
in the light
of a 40-watt bulb
blows out his brains
easy as a candle
& drops naked
to the cellar floor—
no one
not his mother
not his father
not his friends
had noticed
the night in his eyes
Scene 3.
Kansas. May 2009. A “born again” religious fanatic named Scott Roeder is minutes away from killing an abortion doctor named George Tiller while the Dr. is attending a Sunday-morning church service.
face-up—eyes closed
arms outstretched
to either side
of a king-size bed—
a copy of gideon’s bible
rides up & down
on the chest
of a soldier
in the “army of god”—
marking time
on a cross of the mind
in a cheap wichita motel—
the plan is clear
everything he wants to say
reduced
to a single blinding point
a righteous warning message
to lost sinners
a technicolor caution sign
to would-be baby killers
a .22 caliber declaration
from a holy nowhere man
to a doctor
who hides
behind gated walls
& immoral laws
that cannot save him
almost time to go
lock & load
short drive up the road
to the imaginary
sunday-morning
sanctuary
church bells toll
lost in altruistic dreams
the depraved savior
quietly sings a slaying song
“onward christian soldiers
marching as to war
with the cross of jesus
going on before…”
Epilogue.
someday
i’m gonna leave this place
where everything
is broken—
fuck all of these
weary musings
on the human state—
i’ll move
back in the woods
down by the river
live in a tree
start a devolution
roll back in time
to ooze & slime
before
the fateful lightning strike
ignited this crazy blaze
down a dead-end road
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