Unexpected
A museum in Savannah -
There's some Warhol on display,
Specifically the ones about
The death of J.F.K.
A sign precedes your entry,
Warning that there is on view
A depiction so disturbing
It may not be right for you.
We were drawn like moths to fire
To the designated spot,
Where a little screen played endlessly
The film Zapruder shot.
It's been colorized and so we saw
The pink of Jackie's suit
As her husband's blood got splattered;
We just stood there staring, mute.
Through a dozen loops, we watched it
And we couldn't tear away,
Remembering how everything
Was altered on that day.
Vacations can surprise us
And this one's made me reflect
That there's always something to be found
You didn't quite expect.
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