Dum-Dum
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	I want to explode like a dum-dum bullet,
	leave my guts all over the floor, a liver here,
	intestines and blood there, brains everywhere,
	in a gore fest reminiscent of a midnight movie
	on channel eleven.  I want to sever links to heaven,
	meet a pyrotechnic kung-fu end.  

	I want an Iliadic battle scene, 
	organs flying with spears, a Trojan fire
	viewed from ramparts, Cassandra's prophecy in parting tears,
	Agememnon's homecoming.   

	I want a Battle of Hastings wasting,
	morning stars spinning on their sticks,
	chainmail oozing spleen and bile.

	Don't want an overdose, a quiet poisoning.
	I want a grand finale, a Busby Berkeley end,
	an Ester Williams dive into cement.