The Fastest Poetry-Slinger(s) in the (Post-Modern) West
9/7/2007 by Exquisite Corpse – Add to this poem and make it EPIC
He assault-rifles through sonnets,
shoots stun-gun imagery
from the hip; removes whole-
paged rhymes, like Calamity Eve cloned:
campfires and stars in her
eyes, whiskey-locks scoured
by winds from Four corners:
Silko, Alexie, Churchill, Dorn—
scalping all the Dead White Guys, cannons
blasting Rorschach chalk lines down,
delineating Alamos:
serials of killer prose.
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