And if everyone has purpose
then even in death
a turkey leg
brined to smoked
can also be a tender grease light
in a sea of Bic and Zippo lighters
swaying to a shoe-less "Somebody Loves You Baby"
Oh
Old hope Stacey Adam's
don't scuff yourself violent
I know there's "A New Attitude"
even more when one's "On My Own"
But you're sharing with me
a part of an 8th wonder
There's a stadium
a Showtime Apollo Colosseum of us
swaying what our Mommas' got us

Even when the singer changes

Even when the song competes
my cotton candy pink regale keeps up
the sugar stays
The airs gone on the latest train to Georgia.

Randall J. Tyrone holds an MFA from the University of Wyoming. His poems have appeared in Electric Literature’s Okey-Panky, Oversound Poetry, Indiana Review, Southern Indiana Review, Gulf Coast and Nomadic Press. His collection City of Dis was released in November 2025 by Texas Review Press and was an Honor Winner of the Naomi Shihab Nye Award for Best First Book of Poetry by Texas Institute of Letters. He’s very excited for you.