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Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Jenny Lane
The vacation rental listing didn’t say
The owner runs a weapons sales business
Supplying military hardware shipped from out back
Guarded by a jeep with a show machine gun mounted.
Looking across the yard from where we park
There are stacks of land mines sitting on boxes.
Inside the open garage next to where we park
There are piles of machine gun mounts.
I was told there are several hundred semi-automatic rifles
In the owner’s collection in his house.
He has a license to import munitions, weapons
And all types of vehicles including tanks.
He has prepared for Armageddon somewhat laughably
Stashing a horde of peanut butter and pickles.
I try not to think about what he thinks about in his man
cave.
I try to compartmentalize and forget what I see.
Looking out our front window to the dock on the lake
There’s a brass cannon in my field of view
That might be picturesque in another setting.
I try to ignore it, to crop it out of sight.
Walking down the road I see many fenced yards
Driveways barred by locked gates, guard dogs
Running loose in the street, signs posted
“Trespassers will be shot, survivors shot again.”
There’s a gate on this driveway with a warning
“Secured by ADT” and more such signs
Posted in the windows of the buildings.
Evidently the owner doesn’t feel safe here.
What is the mentality that feels so threatened
Fearing what possible scary intruders?
We don't lock our rental house here but we don’t worry.
We’re glad we’ll soon be moving on.
Posted by sought after at 6:04 PM
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
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