The day Thunder Billy exploded

The day Thunder Billy exploded
his blood painted the sidewalk
remnants of flesh and bone
splattered on windshields
and the baby carriage
someone left on the corner
that made us all feel so sad

The day Thunder Billy exploded
his last words wrapped in a pall
of sulfur and black smoke
BOW BEFORE THE KING
THE KING OF LOISAIDA
A royal decree made day after day
That sweet exile who bought us all shots
when his VA check came in

The day Thunder Billy exploded
all the winos sprouted wings
grieving angels soaring
up Avenue C
dropping trashcans like bombs
onto the parked cars below
a minor insurrection
that made us feel free for a moment

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