Tuesday, March 28, 2017

ECO-FRIENDLY POEM FOR DONALD TRUMP

Nature sits
back in stunned
wonder

at the brutality
of her own
cheap and abundant

laughter—
every growling distended
stomach out there

is an acidic argument
(and all and their
book-learned fervor

a damn bad
advertisement) for
the part of her

that's free
to be so dare-
devil aimless:

free free free—
free as only
an unsympathetic

jazz musician could be—
for part of her
must be?

in order
to inhale
and to to feel

the full breadth
of its aimlessness
as freedom.

Instead of
desperation,
that clinging tyrannical

emergency-love,
glazing the hand of
the fire alarm puller—

that same part of her
that has lately been hopping
around stepping

on millions of ants—
because of its
alleged

compassion
for some
broken glass.

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