Snap
by Benjamin Thomas Nash



A pull,
then a rubber band snap,

black cat firecracker,
burning pine
snap,

it's not a tap,
it's the snap, snap, snap
of the ice tree gunfire,
green bean,
finger
snap.

Whip,
wet towel,
we need our snap,

it's in the night,
it's in the red hot brain,
blood
snap.

Bug,
big Einstein idea,
it's electric shock
adrenaline,

girdle
tight

snap.





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