Brad Flis
The Moment Saddam was Dragged from His Hole

01" amnesty

 

Slept on the nail that brought us out

of retirement into bodily Tetris

and surrogates fill-in to restore all working mantras

without whom Homer's Pig Flu should be paid for

 

Balance, therefore, the match case on bulldozers' exhaust behind old Tiger Stadium, if it is known how averted the single shephard appetite's white gameboy... if it is known how Wednesday's transit sups effortless down on Gaza as at Flint. Not one person down on all fours like a prototype. Not one person resistant to zombi ambush though protective of carried-on child feature. The bitten hand that rejects its torn finger returns to the air spurting color and plasma down onto the steps of white city hall where they came to the cameras as hyenas.