JFK: Now that you’re all covered up

John F. Kennedy, White House Portrait Was it like that?
Pacing scenario after scenario
groupthinking holes in policy limits
forgetting firestorms and mother’s milk
fortified with Strontium 90

Was it like that?
Remembering the mythical god
of the sun in an erupting cone
claiming craters as triumphs
Marilyn’s breasts in your hands

Was it like that?
Stripping the magnate’s daughter
in the backseat of a Lincoln Continental
turning the corner in Dallas
at 11 miles an hour

Was it like that?
When the bullets snapped into you
like you were going to sneeze
and then you didn’t