by Adam Sifre
It's poetry month and I read a thread about poetry and politics and now you're stuck with this. Understand?
I see your bullets and raise you four bombs and a guillotine.
sic semper tyrannis
Urban revolutionary poetry. Takes me back.*
Keep writing poems with bullets *
Thanks everyone. Happy Easter!
The more I look at this poem, which isn't a lot because, you know, it's a poem, not porn - the more I am convinced it should only be one stanza and the title changed to "Manifesto." But my ego won't let me delete the other two stanzas.
So if someone else could do that for me, that would be great.