songanddancegirl

"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

WEPT

BY THE TRUMP TOWER I SAT DOWN AND WEPT

Hillary was wobbly on September 11th   +now the yellow

ape  + his beady eyed children are circling her tent  intent

upon having us believe she is neurologically unsound

This from a family of robber barons  whose youngest child

Baron I  has never left Trump Tower

 

Hillary no doubt re-lived the sights+smells of 9/11   Perhaps she

was even catapulted into PTSD  (+not PMS  as the Donald would

have us believe)  Hillary had arrived at the Towers  even before Bush

whose  weapons of mass destruction  theory   was still in it’s infancy

 

The scents that day were: burning flesh  +mayhem    The sights: mangled

bodies on pavement  Last moments alive in free fall from 80 floors above NYC

One woman whose clothes were burned off of her body  looked pregnant   The

young firefighter at the scene: They were saying she was just bloated  but no  

she was pregnant

 

Hillary saw carnage  +looked evil in the Bin Laden eye   Later she sat stoically

as Osama met his maker  Where was the yellow one that day?  Likely nursing the

heel spurs that kept him from active duty in Viet Nam  1968    This September 11th

three  non-contacted  Amazon tribespeople  who had walked out of the forest 2 yrs.

ago   escaped back   taking only an axe +their pet birds

 

Should the coward  who has never held elected office  nor studied the great books

(he reportedly speaks at the level of: Grade 3)   should he become President  the

forests will grow full  as decent people everywhere jostle the endangered tribes

This  as walls are built  +Muslims  +women who bleed from wherever   are pilloried

 

A laugh  3 parts cackle will echo on the empty streets   See Melania atop the Trump

Tower shredding her  Michelle speech   as Baron I is transferred to 1600 Pennsylvania

Ave. tout de suite  +the pimp to the end of civilization  points his stubby finger  at you

+ at me

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As flaws go Hillary is a galaxy away from Mr. Trump, an intemperate

vulgarian who appeals to the grimmest recesses of the American id.  

Ms. Clinton’s shortcomings cannot be compared to Mr. Trumps; they

are not of the same genus. One is running a viable candidacy for high

office. The other is a bigoted boor.  

(The Globe & Mail Editorial  September 2016)

 

FALL 2016

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