SUDDENSUPERSWITCH
The man with a gun demands 6
Glands of Compensation.
Along with choking power.
He speaks in steady rhyme.
It helps him craft the art of his crime.
That shrill banality lurched, hunched in between
His lips
Thrusted forward to be processed into
Doom on his sweaty grip
Of the zodiacal 12-gauge contester of day
“Now, everybody this is a robbery
Let this be seen as a token of your snobbery”
“Nobody make no move funny or rash,
I’ll smear your entrails before you can think
to
dash”
SUDDENSUPERSWITCH
Broken from that loathsome shell
shines scintillating
radiant of day
The dreaming seraph drew her breath
And in detest:
“I pity your insolence, With my hand of light
I cast you
into eternal
night”
Gunman irate indignant disarrayed:
“I shoot straight, never failed once before
Step aside, calm thyself,
Pass through the door, unabhorred
“If ever