Poetry in full mood of expressing, reaching out to define, and yet mere words never could
in any description convey
The bottom of the bottomless slime
Yes of course, the orange one
just like a whole host of real people who get under one's skin
And you think, why don't they just fuck off.
And then a whole bunch of people you know, people you even like,
vote for this a second time.
Holy shit.
Of course, you could look around
Stuff that went down in Iraq, Egypt,
Syria, Yemen, all over in Africa.
Even for centuries here in the good old US.
Payloads of exploitation folks.
We can't all be assholes.
No, it's the god damn system.
But you can't grapple with it all by its roots.
Damn.
It's like a backwards devolution
played forwards for those who know better
to see. Just to throw all this that is true
in their faces
Like the world is truly broken
And no one truly believes
we can overcome
That we can come together
and begin to heal.
Yes, Trump sucks!
Say it every day.
Just like GWB.
And I have to say Clinton did a bit too.
Why the fuck did Biden choose to run again?
I have no idea why many people do not understand
macroeconomics or recent history
nor pollution, plastics, corruption
why are there so many billionaires
and so many billions just trying to survive
maybe it's just us,
And that thought just freaks me out.
So, I say
never give up.
Bad shit like this has happened before
And good people acted best they could.
We got to try.