I wrote this poem on May Day, 2023, and didn’t publish it online till now. On occasion, I walk or bike across my neighborhood, the Old West End, to sit outside the Toledo Museum of Art, to write a poem or two. Typically, I don’t have any particular theme in mind; I just await inspiration. On that May Day, inspiration came early. I was biking past the house which I affectionately refer to as “the anarchist house,” where beautiful unicorns and friends of awe congregate irregularly. As I approached the house, I noticed a group of folks on the porch enthusiastically “air masturbating” upwards to the sky. They were yelling at a police helicopter that was noisily flying low and circling the neighborhood over and over. This policing was disturbing in so many ways. I couldn’t help but belly laugh at the creative and energetic welcome they gave to this disturbance of the force. The seed had been planted. Within an hour, I wrote this poem and gave a handwritten copy to the lovers of peace and quite enthusiastically. I was invited to read this poem at an upcoming poetry reading at the Collingwood Garden, and I debuted it publicly there. I LOVE THIS NEIGHBORHOOD! Warning: this poem contains explicit versus of pigs flying.<\/p>\n
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\nWhat is won too due
\nIn efface of masturbatory policing
\nAs circle jerks
\nA distant SWAT
\nEvoking new heights of calling out
\nThe pork of militarism
\nRedefining Toledo rockets
\nUnsuited!? Knot at awe
\nHitting their Mark
\nOr Jack \u2013 off to the razes
\nHaving launched an act of resistance
\nOf which sum may muse
\nBetter held in private
\nLubricating freedom
\nThat is
\nUntil pigs fly
\nOn this May Day
\nAnd if this is just
\nA great big flail
\nTo attention, those who do not under stand
\nMore than saying
\nCome again<\/p>\n