Friday, December 28, 2012

POETRY: American Lynching Phrase Book (excerpt 2)




How would you like to be as much courage as anyone could have possessed on such an occasion?


How would you like to be the only murmur that was issued?

How would you like to be the life’s blood that sizzled in the fire?

How would you like to be the strangest feature.

How would you like it before one’s very own eyes?

How would you like to be, whose name that would not be divulged?

How would like to meet me in St. Louis?

How would you like to be calmly saturated?

How would you like to have your clothes soaked in kerosene oil?

How would like to be ill and was thought to shock?

How would you like identified, to be satisfied with the identification, to enable the judiciary to sentence the guilty equitably.

How would you like to be did not however thereupon?

How would you like to be no part of the?

How would you like to see who lighted the fire?

How would you like to be who cut off the ear?

How would you like to be who took the head?

How would you like to be the trunk of the tree?

How would you like to be crushed?

How would you like to small bits?

How would you like to be cut into pieces?

How would you like to have stood the ordeal of fire?

How would you like to be the surprising fortitude that stood the ordeal of fire?

How would you like to be the lips when angry knives plunged into flesh?

How would you like to be knives that were quickly produced?

How would you like to lift the can of kerosene to the head?

How would you like to be the burning that was to take place?

How would you like to be a whole civilized nation?

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