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43 See You In the Funny Pages Fold me up at last into this globe of blue ideas and tilted axes, seal the top back on and set me spinning across the pitch, that scaffold of dark matter physicists have finally found, but which is all around and has always been right here showing up most recently orangehaired at a movie theater in Colorado to say Riddle me this, Batman with 6000 rounds at 50 rounds a minute. What’s happening to our baby boys? Why keep pulling them into lockers and hurt showers? Who lets this happen? Lacerations on the palms are defense wounds, not the marks of Jesus. Why aren’t our girls and sad eyed Sal Mineos throwing flowers at the husks inside the red jackets? I’ve lost you, I know, I’m sorry. I’m looking for the language of bullets but the bullets themselves are more accessible, a lot cheaper, and so much the quicker way to make a difference in the lives of others. What can Captain America do against stiff onshore winds? One pained shield is no good against a thousand gunmen shouting fire inside a theater, inside a school, inside their own heads over and over, each voice another minute under water. ...

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