POETRY

BULLISH

I had him just a pass ago,
the festooned fruity freak
How DARE he dare me?
KILL HIM NOW!!
KILL HIM!! Where is he?
There. Twirling, taunting
Dancing still. Don’t move
I’ll get you...
KIIIIIILLLLLL!!

He was right here. no there. no here.
No there here.
Is that my blood on the sand?
I should have torn him hours ago
I had him in my hand!
I’m bigger badder, pack pure power
ALL WHO KNOW ME KNOW!!
where did he go?
Don’t spin. keep still.
CHAAAAAARGE AND
KIIIIILLL!!!

AAHAAAAEEERRRRRRRNNNNNN!!!

Where!?! He was there!!!
I’m tired. There’s pain.
I feel it. I’ve been hurt.
There’s steel behind his skirt.
Hear his nation cheer him.
I feel dumb. I wish I’d never come.
I’m too big and spent to move
He taunts me with his back
Oh lay me down in the blackened sand
Or pick me up and take me home.

m. landers 11/04