Knuckles’ belt down camera invited to
Have a God said one word and blinked into
Existence. In response to the two young
Men in white shirts carrying scriptures and
Their message of good will, he said, I am
The one and only meeting with our boss.
Put down and faced ready with watch pocket
Shoulders. He crouched like an interior
Lineman. His frequent trips to the Chinese
Restaurant, anything but collecting
Dust on his impressive frame. Grunting, he
Bowled those confused young men out the doorway
And chased them to the street. He yelled to them
Fumbling with their bikes, My will is law.
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