it must have happened
the moment
all that confederate money
went up in a flash paper blaze
the souls
and soil
forever scorched

to this day
defiance grows
inside the tomatoes
of the south

genetic code altered when
you hurt his pride
now predisposed to
defensiveness
blindness
and forked tongues

he’s out to prove you wrong
to show you
he can hurt you
one more time
beat you outsmart you spite you
bristled cock denigrate you
up the ass through your ear
bigger brighter taller sweeter
with white suits
no access to abortions
and televised preachers

save the turncoats who fled
to anywhere above
the mason & dixon of the mind