A helicopter buzz-flapped
low
overhead
I saw a guy
make eye contact
with his shirt off
starting through my back yard,
as I sat drinking coffee and gin
out back. Well,
He turned right back
and disappeared.
The helicopter kept
coming closer and far
and I suddenly put
all the pieces ajar,
and a door opened up
that's me, like a star!
So concerned with my rusty
shovel in hand
(just in case)
there's the guy making time across
the common depression
("flood basin" it's called)
as I stand, waving shovel
at the copter I call. Pointing
jolt jolt finger point!
"There he is!" Hey
Who is that guy? And what
did he do?
He grabbed
a big damn shovel
and ran outside
That's what he did.
As two cops ran by
one with machine gun
and both with yells.
Get on the ground
Get on the ground
It's a bit of a tell
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