FIVE HOLLOW-POINT BULLETS #poetry by jay

i cried at the light
next to humphrey’s 
pest control
the news 
stopped the laughter
in the back
of the BRAT 
as we sat 
shocked
still, silent
frozen
for a moment
before/ after 
the red
turned green
then we 
proceed
crying teens
loaded
in the back/ the bed
of our friends BRAT—

John Lennon shot!

gunned down
by a madman 
a fan with a plan
and a .38 special
FIVE 
hollow-point bullets 
sprayed 
FOUR
hit john’s back
and we sat 
crying
in the back
of our friends 
BRAT.

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

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