DEATH Poem: Folding Chair, by Christopher Dizon

Seat oneself, a sudden catastrophe
shaped as furniture, creasing anatomy
pleating paper and origami sighs.
This is how a grudge doubles over steel:
handle heavy metal like a weapon.
Swing down judgement and cognitive delay.
Baptize foes with aluminum poison.
Remember the shape of concave alloys.
A dented collision of hard headed
ego reverberates serious hurt.
The sound promises cognitive problems,
proof that concussions sing cymbals lively.
Crowd participation demands your turn.
No flinching. Wince through. Just take it.

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