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Still Life With Birthday Cake & Dynamite

I was alive when this started

But now, well, who knows

What you’d call this pretty

Little place now? Even after all

That E. coli, I’ve still got one

Leg that kicks. I’ve never been

To Waco. I’ve never been

To Baton Rouge. But I’ve lived

In an apartment where something

The realtor wouldn’t speak

About happened. It was amazing,

How life was altered as I sat

In the living room eating a bowl

Of rice, imagining what kind of

Butchery happened—the stained

Hardwood beneath my coffee

Table. Just like today’s clouds.

Plumes of acrid smoke are

Wafting above the city & somehow,

I woke with good vibes, thinking

Today was still going to be

A good day. All of the ghosts

Were creep-crawling around

The sugar bowl, right where

I can keep an eye on them.

& that rusty spoon, that bent

Up piece of scrap? Hold the warm

Metal to your lips, my little man.

It’s been burning, buried

In my chest for years.