CALLED HIMSELF THE

molotov kid he
walked the
streets a jim
beam bottle
filled w/ethyl
inside his
coat told a
friend arson
was an art he
was more
interested in
starting fires
than watching
them burn
offered services
to local mafia
chief sd don’t
Etta w/us kid
we’ll snap off
yr balls
that night he
blew himself
up outside of
graham electric
the night watch
man sd his head
was a torch

Poem taken from Planet Detroit Magazine, Vol. 1, No. 6, 1984