"Armless And Overactive"
by Shayne Edwin Pruett

Our silhouettes contemplate the movement of mountains,
Tech-tonic plates that shift and move with every thought.
Heartbeats like earthquakes from the river-bend to the river's end,
From this bed of teeth to the sonnet sung by exhalation.
Our hymn will be heard by she/he and them,
Drowning in blue with a twelve gage anthem.
Locked/stock and two smoking barrels,
I was taught from the fingertips to exercise judgment...
But in this case I will 1, 2, 3...jump!