electro on the dance floor

rickety
     tambourine haunts
             jangle
                     and shake
against a tangerine skyline

          assembled by
13 assassins
          with rubber bands
and bubble gum
                    wrappers
and a machine that gives
                superhuman powers

two for a quarter

                   to be clear
we’re talking about
           ordinary objects
                                    and conflicts
settled by
                   rock
        paper
                      scissors

or eeny meeny
               if you’ve got the time