Double-Dip Monday Poetry

Seeing things in Pictures

While Elon Musk is channeling Fonzi, 

The withered husk of Trump

is a played out Ponzi. 

His expression wry, 

his head seems bare

as if worry at last has

worn off his hair.

Behold the stylite, who would eschew

the seed oil, the highly-processed,

the inferior fuel. 

He is taking communion 

in the body of Trump. 

See this face now kissing 

such poisonous rump. 

Here’s Moses Mike, barely in the frame.

Happy to be here, a man without shame.

No weaker speaker would ever rest on such laurels,

Enabling, dissembling, religious, with no morals. 

Dominionist, insurrectionist–

How in this mixture?

A key cog, not insignificant,

not the focus of the picture. 

And poor Don. Jr. the first born second place

will wonder when he was erased,

But I think younger sibling Barron

is the heir to all this wayward carrion. 

The pictures tell a tale most bizarre–

Is this how future folk will see who we are? 

at November 18, 2024