Sunday, December 18, 2005

Poem: [It's the Lee Harvey Oswald smile]

It's the Lee Harvey Oswald smile
With a touch of Mona Lisa
That makes my neckhairs stand up

His eyes sweep like searchlights
He glares with a mixture of sorrow and rage
And sundered dreams

It's there in his eyes
The last sanctuary evaporates
He can't take it in his head anymore

His fingers clutch the ancient pistol
He fires and again again
Again again again

When I hear the sixth shot
I know I'm God's boy tonight.
Amen.
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