Well Bottom Blues

Oh my God it's full of stars!

Struck numb

Struck numb
in the new year
by fresh horrors.
The old year
scythes through
the new, bodies
scattered like
firework wrappers.
A year born
in blood and terror
with politicians
crawling over
the mangled carcass
for the cameras.

Monster truck
zero to 60
in four seconds
silent electric
engine twists
celebration
innocents
sheet metal
into horror.
Does it matter
which flag
or religion
this broken man
declared his banner?

Each new
horror inspires
a lone Hero
(he thinks)
ready trained
to kill the Other
more horrifically
to honor whatever
god or country
and justly punish
the world that’s pushed
him into this black
corner and handed
him a cause and a gun.

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Ghost of a Poet, Risen. Woke as fuck. Beltalowda. Thor Viki. Singing about the dark times. Formerly of WetBankGuide.blogspot.com & ToulouseStreet.wordpress.com & @OddWords. wellbottomblues.com

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Mark Folse is a provincial diarist and aspiring minor poet from New Orleans. His past blogging adventures included the Katina/Federal Flood blog wetbankguide on blogspot.com which David Simon told NY Magazine was one of three blogs that helped inform Treme, and Toulouse Street–Odd Bits of Life in New Orleans, which once outranked the Doobie Brothers on Google Search. His work has appeared in The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature, The New Delta Review, Metazen, New Laurel Review, Ellipsis,  What We Know: New Orleans as Home, Please Forward, The Maple Leaf Rag IV, and A Howling in the Wires (which he co-edited).

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