by Andre F. Peltier
Everybody’s got a little light under the sun
“Flashlight” by G. Clinton, B. Worrell, & B. Collins
Yeah
Here they come
Laser beams and bass lines
Here they come
Never before
Has the galaxy seen
Such strength
Such Magnanimity
Such Bad Ass Mother Fuckers,
With keen eyes and straight shots,
That’s them, a posse of straight shooting
Mother Fuckers
The Doo-Doo Heads
Starry eyes and starry pens
Huge egos and huge cocks
Into the sunset walk the Doo-Doo Heads
No Julius Lester wannabes
No half ass Stagger Lees
No pussy-ass Earth hot-air
And no fire
The real deal
The one and only
Doo-Doo Heads
Into the sunset walk
the Doo-Doo Heads
Andre F. Peltier (he/him) is a Lecturer III at Eastern Michigan University where he teaches literature and writing. He lives in Ypsilanti, MI, with his wife and children. His poetry has recently appeared in various publications like CP Quarterly, Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Novus, About Place, and Fahmidan Journal, and most recently he has had a poem accepted by Lavender and Lime Literary. In his free
time, he obsesses over soccer and comic books. @aandrefpeltier.
