I swear I did not build the atomic bomb.
Nor test it at the Trinity site.
That label landed on me.
It fell out of the blue and became a meme.
It happened the one day
I did not listen to the local or national news.
That same day, I did not
follow my doctor’s expert advice .
It had something to do with seeking
my parents’ approval long years into adulthood.
I just wanted to bicycle back roads
until the end of the new century.
I swear the ketchup on the play room carpet
dripped while creating gunshot wounds in a homemade western
with my iPhone’s video feature
in the company of thirty stuffed animals.
copyright © 2020 Kenneth P. Gurney