This is a space where I have a mid life crisis, write about my creative journey, and talk about songwriting and share bits of terrible poetry.

The Death Box (E)

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The Death Box

Surround the enemy.

Shout conflicting orders.

“Get the fuck out of here”

“Get out of the fucking car”

An unwinnable situation.

Men with masks and guns

Any movement

Bang! Bang!

Your dead.

The recipe for an extrajudicial killing.

Premeditated.

Murder.

Any move

Is the wrong one.

You want to run and hide.

Instead you freeze.

I have serious questions about what happened in Minneapolis to Renee Nicole Good. Mostly they surround whether they created a chaotic situation bc they are untrained or whether the above technique was used purposefully to create a potentially lethal situation.

Poets wear many hats and there are many different types of poems.

Sometimes poets are called to be a witness and speak the truth of what is happening in the world around them plainly. I don’t love writing these types of poems right now, but that is where my heart is.

We live in dangerous times.

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