somewhat ironic that the senate struts into the news
in the drag of whores
painted for the pleasures of artillery mavens
a day after the bombs of boston.
for a sad nation, a nation in mourning,
this is a sad wake up call for how fucked we are.
there is little shame in the reality
of how ugly an ignorant coalition of foolishness can be.
guns? what of them?
by the time i was 9 i'd fired more heavy firepower
than many of the losers screaming for more.
an army brat-- much time was spent on the range
with my father and his troops
and his friends and their beer
and the sounds of those fabulous engines of destruction.
my first gun was a gift for my 9th birthday...
where am i going with this?
sanity is something that can easily be questioned by the mad.
reality is but a dream to the lost...
those bringing up the 2nd amendment
don't understand the language
or, indeed, the intent...
i enjoy knives. sharpening them, honing the blade;
flipping them open childishly at inappropriate times...
i don't need a broadsword to bring home
the point of my enthusiasm or my skill.
a man needs a rifle to hunt. or, if not a rifle, a good bow;
an ability to trap, or amazing speed and strong teeth...
no person on earth
(outside of professional grade killers and soldiers)
needs the ability to fire more
than a few rounds in as many seconds.
but they argue FREEDOM...
what horrible nonsense...
what a disgrace to language and sacrifice--
the sacrifice of thousands before us.
there are "men" who don't know how to love
or how to cry
or how to cook a meal with passion...
there are "men" whose lives
revolve with the channels
on the television of their dreams.
these are the men
who cry for the steel
to swell their sagging manhood
and bolster their shelter
against a world
far too intelligent...