thinking man's guns

I. Nietzsche with his Kierkegaard up (hans frygt og bæven)

Even

 IF 
               good were 
                                  as plentiful as 
                                pointed blades                     
                                       in these fields  
                                                     of dandelion  
                                                                            heroes,  
 I
   will                              still                      have shot that gun faster than                      
god  
                                                                                     reaching
                                                                                         for Abraham’s   

                                                                                     hand,   

                                                                                           instead  
                                                                             of blocking   

                                                        the ham 
                                                                        ’mer.              

II. Zeno’s second amendment  

Suddenly still 
the hole spoke
smoke, but cut 

through the silence
like garlic and spit   

anyway, it split
the air
like an arrow

parsing the second 

it hit, 
nearer by half
but dead as it comes. 

III. SpinoZa Chamber 

There is not much  
to this little room,
nothing substantial 
to protect.
Not even the walls
are solid enough. 

No love, but love
of love, no life
to understand,
understanding
there aren't
any axes to grind 
just glass for new lenses.

We could be friends  
until bullets fly,
punching their way
through the ceiling, 
making larger 
holes in the sky.

IV. Kant [we all (just) get along] 

If your fear 
is                           that                               this gun
is                  a categorical
                    /imperative
independent/                  of
                                       its action,
then know that
it’s not that                                                     guns 

 
[kill people]   
or         that            people kill  
people, or     even/\that people with  

                                                                         guns 
                      [kill people]                                 it's  
the fact that [people]  
kill other people at all  
               which proves                                   that                        we can’t be trusted.  

 Whetstone: Just screwing around with ideas. I do take particular pleasure in posting this to the group - The Bullet Proof Poets Society.