Wal-Mart employee
Sits lifeless, stares at wristwatch.
"I'm on my break, Sir."

"I just want Christmas
To be fun!" old drunk hollers.
Neighbors hear gunshots.

FBI standoff -
Snipers sit ready, joking
About human life.

Lemming-like gamblers
Lighten their wallets as the
Card sharks all cackle.

Old, bitter cops sit
At lunch counter, joke about
Human tragedy.

Militant rednecks
Dress in camos, threaten the
American way.

Pen is mightier
Than sword, but try it against
My quick stiletto.

Two blades flash under
Streetlight's amber glow. One man
Falls, other runs off.

Watching training films,
ROTC class is taught
To fear, kill commies.

Barricaded door
Caves in, cops in black stampede,
Look for escapee.

Two hands grip pliers
White knuckle talons clutch chair
Molar stuck in jaw

Rumor has it that
Kennedy wasn’t even born
In the States. Commie.

Young zit-faced longhair
Flips burger, drops it on floor,
Serves it anyway

Lib'ral reporter
Beaten by state senator
Last smart-ass question

"What did you say, boy?"
Old redneck asks of the young,
Drunk cityslicker

My bologna has
A first name - It's dead, bloated
Porcine by-products.

911 prank call -
Young boys scream in pay phone booth,
Then leave. Sirens wail.

Nape and strafe mission:
Pilot drops tons of flaming
Petrol on humans.

Bombardier lets loose
Tons of destructive force on
Civilians, children

Mob boss instructed
Me to clam up and leave town
Or face Big Tony

Loan shark demands dough
Half payment sees two tough guys
With bats, brass knuckles.

Old boxer spits blood.
Boss said to throw fight in five.
Jab lands him early.

Old rummy sailor
Sits in bar, drinks, tells stories -
Same ones ev'ry day.

Meat packers on strike -
Jostle cars of scabs; a shot
From cop's gun rings out.

I went underground,
Fought the law, robbed folks, then wrote
Best-selling novel.

Three fingers on right,
Meat cutter has strange handshake.
Friends call him "Lefty."

Prof. gave me poor grade.
Revenge is sweet when car lot's
Deserted - just us.

Meat market bar room -
Singles dance close, clutch at the
Firm, supple bodies.

Many people stare
As I am led away in
Cuffs and leg irons.

SWAT team sharpshooter
Loves his job, lies awaiting
Green light from captain.