Bullets and Boxes Revised

I willingly and knowingly dedicate this poem called Bullets and Boxes to Noemi Leon-Garcia. She is a good friend of mine and a colleague. She is the inspiration for this poem. I brought it back because of a Face Book post yesterday. I hope you enjoy!

Bullet and Boxes

I've got bullets and boxes

Chalk full of soxes

Running like fire ants 

all over the floor

next to me

next to the door
scramming for an exit
next door

More stinking

bullets and boxes

How did this happen?

When did this occur?

Did you hear me

Sir? Sir? Sir?

Anyone home?

Next door

Can't believe 

I'm  a 

witnessing

too many bullets

and boxes
such brutality

all over

tarnation

Sony and Cher

do you even

care?

Next door

When you think

it's safe

to escape 

through the gate

Here they come

running, running

running me

down

all over town

shouting

bullets and boxes
boxes and bullets
fists clenched
raised high into the air

seems so

darn, darn

TOXIC

EXPLAIN THIS!
Insanity...

Next door

Put them away

explain it-

nah-

someday

how we're

going, going

 gone

back

back

backwards

Ice Age

far enough

for ya?

Artic vortex

blasting

out my
mind
confusion
contusion

next door

Primal screams

rude, rude

prude

awakening

in the Mesozoic
or...

Cenozoic

Like you

know it--
R-i-g-h-t 

with your

bullets and boxes

seems so untenable

next door

Don't quite

think,
think so

Bro'

whydya

have to go

so postal?

Coastal?

and ruin

a good 

better

and best

thing

ever

with 

all your 

clamouring

hammering

'bout

posthumous

offerings-- 

bullets of info

when you

don't know

where they

go...
not even why

oops!

my bad

lost in the

.....

in the cardboard

perforated

box

box

boxes!

Next door

Slam it shut!

Throw away the key...