Bonzo
throw a bucket of thunder
down a flight of metal stairs
into a stack of pots and pans
balanced at the top
of a pile of bowling balls
the whole thing topples over
onto a kiddie pool
full of cowbells
then the floor collapses
kit and kaboodle hurtle down
into the chandelier shop
on the level below
that’s the moment when
the walls give way
crumbling inward till
the entire building comes down
in a cacophony of shattering
windows, exploding concrete blocks
screaming metal bars
until finally a spark hits the gas main
and the whole thing blows sky-high
with a wrath-of-God boom
that can be heard for miles
10 May 2013
Auburn, AL
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This poem was inspired by listening to this:
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