Superstition (or just leave?)

they’ve nine legs
and they’ve never
swallowed back—

let ’em ride let ’em
rock let ’em
roll until their souls
are full

—OR—

stand them up on stakes
while their wives are
bleeding, burn them
while they hang as
the jury watches on;
desecrate their people,
erase their history,
put their bullets in them
that they swear are fair

…or just leave.

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