Published: 3 April 2025

Donald, which chimera are you?

Oh lion, liar,
snake, oh goat
neither reptile, mammal,
nor best of all time.

You serpent, low
belly, cold, scaly,
goat, you bloat,
the smell ain’t weird,
it’s disgusting.
You fibbin’ fat
scoundrel, mouthpiece
for those who feel lions
don’t get their due,
who exactly are you,
chimera?

You inspire duplicity,
engender fecundity
of little sins,
that collide and collude
until they exude
you, patchwork monster.
None of you is real, but

the colossal infection,
demand for genuflection
before an altar despoiled;
your hunger for tribute,
while you relieve yourself
in a deluded church;
preach good against bad,
steal from the offering.

It’s your brand.

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He had a spider web tattoo on his elbow,
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his complexion was smooth and uneven,
a killer and a scholar, you could tell.

Describe the ripples on a lake

First, disregard the word shimmer.
too rapidly it decays into simmer,
shunner, slimmer, suddenly slum
slam, slammer summer. It will not
stand, it dissolves upon reflection.

oh to be hated

to inspire such a feeling within someone
I must really get under your skin
to think about someone, a lot
whether to know what to do, or not
if anything special will be required
yesterday, I was no one, but today I‘m
someone, because I was chosen by you

The world is so poetic

Leaving the subway station,
the tile floor is bandaged
with hundreds of magazine covers
all featuring Britney Spears,

not enough glue

all the glue on earth
is not enough to hold
this broken heart together
all the brains on earth
are not enough to disprove

My life as snow

I wanted to be electricity,
but I became snow instead.
No medium of communication,
a medium of coruscation.
I lie bright, unblinking in the sun,

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oh to be hated

oh to be hated

to inspire such a feeling within someone
I must really get under your skin
to think about someone, a lot
whether to know what to do, or not
if anything special will be required
yesterday, I was no one, but today I‘m
someone, because I was chosen by you

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