this weekend we saw the cops
secure the neighborhood
and it was just like the tv shows
with dozens of vehicles blocking both lanes
and even more officers,
plainclothes and uniformed,
milling around for hours after the shootout.
I made a bad joke about
pigs directing traffic
just beyond earshot
of the mayor
and the chief
making a solemn announcement
in front of the local media.
all day long the patrons asked me
what went on
like I was there
to be the mouthpiece.
me, who picks the worst moments to speak
and studders the most when I have the syllables planned.
fucking pigs.
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