I had a really strange thought on re-looking at a photo that was taken of me at Toronto’s Fork York the other week. Namely, I may be riding the cannon in jest, but has it actually been used and if so, has it killed anyone? A strange thought that inspired this poem.
Ride a cannon in Fork York,
Cuddle gun, but I’m not sure
If it’s taken life.
(Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016)