poetry guerilla

©2023 michael raven

we stormed the
walls and palisades
of your capital hill
drugstore, cowboy
in velvet drag
firing hot lead
commentary from
the hip, blitzing
the aisles with
leaflets and angst
calling it
guerilla poetry

applause, pitying
shaken heads
nervous laughter
as we rode into the
sunset before
you could ask us
to leave your
no-horse town

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