Poems and Poetry

Start Stop | A Poem by JD DeHart

Silent men around me
seem to know
there is a time for rutting
and feeding on corn
a time to sit still in cold

start the cleaning
of the firearm and stop

start the squeezing of
target practice trigger
stop again

a preconfigured notion
of manhood starts
and I stop it at its
bubbling source
thereby redefining.

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