Hazy Scorsese

and when you get to the
point, when the rubble 
is
   the road,

you can only point a gun
at your head, or hers, or both.

so i put a ribbon around
my neck,
a pinpoint on my chest
and i say “here – this
is where it bleeds the most.”

the lines go blurry,
the blood on the wall
glows baroque and
artificial;

everyone goes crazy
like a second-rate
Martin Scorsese
                               scene,

and all you can do 
is hope
some kind of
                         sanity
emerges from the 
                                  shoot-out.

Willie Watt
08.15.16

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