the gladiators
long before i began writing
the typewriter made my gut jump
in a good way that is
the entire machine intrigued me
from the keys to those two thin
metal rabbit ears in back
that held the paper up
same goes for liquor bottles
long before i ever cracked a seal
the different colored bottles
set something off in me
i sensed something
good & powerful in these things
& then a few years later
i found i was right
they are the true weapons
of gladiators
There will be more poems from Rob Plath, and a bio for the curious, in the coming days.
