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Stun Suite

Robert Mapplethorpe passed away in 1989.
Zombie Marxists and Muslim Fundamentalists,
setting aside arguments
raised by their upcoming merger,
had put a bounty on his head. Dead or alive,
it said.
After his ashes 
had been scattered
in the Hudson River,
our boy Mapplethorpe,
always the jester,
materialized to the survivors,
uttering those immortal words,
"How about alive?"

We were back in the game.

If you don't like the title "Stun," here's another suggestion for ya.
Had to finish the biography of Mapplethorpe's,
before I could come up with it.

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