Zing sing-a-ding ding ding

Imagine a world where Vachel Lindsay
had balls made of titanium, and he
traveled back and forth across the vast
plains of this country, smashing them
in a vise for applause and booze money.

Imagine a world where Abraham Lincoln
never died, but was instead abducted
by rabid alien forces and forcefully
evolved into an ass-kicking robot
that wore a stovepipe hat.

Imagine a world where Joan of Arc
fed her entrails to vultures atop some
pristine French hillside while
she doodled in a notebook all the things
she imagined a life could become.

Or imagine this!
A world where Bob Dylan and Ronald Reagan
slept spoon handle to handle together every
night and raised their adopted children in a
quaint little blue working class home.

Imagine. Imagine this, too.
Imagine a world where
JFK was hacked to bits by a crazy with an axe
instead of shot to death by a conspiracy
on a Fall day in Texas.