Gunpowder ghosts
I am unsure that you still exist because
my memories are grainy and out of focus
like films of bigfoot
lumbering across the landscape
leaving footprints real or not
Perhaps you’re still here and
are held up by invisible strings
like blurry pie plates in UFO films
that we once watched on a
second hand black and white Zenith
I have tried to find you
in movies of the Bermuda Triangle
between the invisible wreckage
of hull and fuselage on
the possible coast of Atlantis
Unclear and unstill the
photos of Loch Ness
forbid me from finding you
on her shores in the Highlands
and in the shadows of sea serpents
Finally six stories above
Zapruder’s 8mm vantage point
among the gunpowder ghosts of
Jack and Oswald and Ruby
I find you deciding whether you
are anything more than a hoax
as you polish your barrel
and weigh the options of
pulling your own trigger
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copyright 2014
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