That’s it. I am never ever, ever, ever going out Ever again! Never.
Why am I so awkward? Oh god everyone is laughing! Why me? A scarlet shade of shame If I cover my cheeks they’ll know I’m blushing. If I don’t they’ll see scarlet, brick, burgundy, ruby. Oh well I guess they’ll see red anyway. Is it possible to die of embarrassment? Is there a morgue for the mortified? I shouldn’t have ignored The elephant in the room I have been well and truly Trumped.
I’m going to cry. Is it possible to turn invisible in a nation Stained in red? The swing states are not my fate My ego crashed along with Canada’s immigration site A different kind of Bill is needed To win
I’ve fell off the wall It seems Trumpty Dumpty stands tall I shouldn’t have ignored The elephant in the room
That satanic streak of tireless undressing of a hapless monarch. Wings were gone. Cannot fly across the tree of hypocricy. A footmat for the suicidal jump from the elegant hierarchy to grainy lies. Why are you turning ungreen? You will
Amidst the ups and downs of life we are losing the core Surrendering to gravity you are falling till you are sore. With my eyes buried down to earth, I wish to see the sky. With my hands shackled together,
Bold as bold and shimmering gold as the sunlight fights through humidity, stacking the layers of weather then dying black as holes, until you question whether they’re alive or just the blemishes of mis-laundering. A small constellation of flies rest
Many of us will not experience the fabulous life, while a select few have heaven on earth, the gleam,the glamour we see on tv seems not right, when most live their lives like they are cursed, the rich stay rich
I want the hair of that Latino boy long in front and swept up an etched obsidian wing to hell with the rest of him slumped, slack, waiting for school day’s start listening with his eyebrows independent as two plump