
A visual or concrete poem I wrote a long while back. I resurrected it because Kenny made it into a song. Only he would have the audacity to try this:
Guns and Laughter (the song)
Typed on a very old typewriter that had been passed down through the generations. It came out gun metal gray on my old scanner which doesn't photocopy text very well, but the color suits it, I thought. I was whacking the keys harder and harder so that the letters would get darker and darker. That doesn't seem to work on my computer keyboard, where I can whack the keys as hard as I like and it makes no difference at all.
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