Jay Snodgrass
Stagecoach Handbag
Or the frightened solidarity of a knife.
Lets’ go team, time to stab
The untaxed.
Time to dream a handgun
Into your unhappy children.
To let them gain balance sheets,
To learn the tongue of hard stones,
To ease a suit over
The bullet of investiture.
Come on,
Steel this happiness, this quick skill
To the side, reel, forgiveness to the one who shanks
A diner guest with her own
Credit card.