Might Makes Right
I’d love to seat you
Under the judgment
Of a 40-watt lightbulb
And sing to you
Of ruptured kneecaps
And the strength
Of ants and dandelions
I've dreamt more than once
Of what it would be like
To familiarize you
With the sounds of flesh
Meeting the pavement
And find you
Again someday
In the calm
Of a dark alley
Trade you
My soapbox
For your pedestal
Then mercilessly
Beat you over
The head with it
As I sing
To you
One last song
David Burdett
1/6/2022
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