Just for a Thrill: Poems

Giant

GIANT that day Johnson shot the man in cold blood his bible & small frame house just blending in with the crowd— & when he saw his cousin cut in pieces & strewn down a Mississippi road he was five & vulnerable to several obstacles out in leafy Auburn Hills a guy got $46 million from the deal —figuring by this proxy statement— & expect no trouble: Mercedes won’t stand contamination most just want to keep coming every day & his fast-talking lawyer said: Walter P. & dammit we’re still too close to see the thing all this rot jamming the frequencies 15,000 hurt “& an unknown number dead” sympathy grew when word got around 38 * —just took things in his own hands— a man & woman down already it was just the fifteenth of July & the tropical tomb’s noise was deafening I wonder if members got to vote hear the whole deal’s worth $36 billion “the marriage partners differ starkly in culture” & a whole generation of stupid ideas lay shredding at the gilded altar 39 * small producers must form their own alliances “known for decades as ponderous, slow-moving, intensely conservative” —& as competition escalates the marriage promises immediate access without diluting the carefully cultivated upscale image— we’ve got to burn off the modern grinder’s rough edges every shift the filters get clogged & Ashlock picks up a pinion gear & says he’s going to smash Scott’s brains out & they went for an injunction & got it —& the judge gave him $75 a week retroactive to the day of the shooting— 40 ...