maybe the cold blue April rain
maybe soft red tongue
maybe Agnes Bojaxhiu kissed all the little boys and broke their hearts with her peach lipped smiles before she decided to call herself Mother Teresa
maybe plump pear fleshed boys
maybe dog voices in the mouths of men and women
maybe your sons and daughters sleeping in their beds
maybe Franklin Roosevelt died exhausted and old
maybe we are all born angry
maybe sunflower and egg shell eyed
maybe gasoline and plum skinned
maybe he was something like twenty or maybe younger during World War II with his heavy heavy gun and he killed and he died
maybe he was something like twenty or maybe younger in Vietnam with his gun and his sweat and he killed and he killed and couldn’t remember if these people had names if people have names