Well Bottom Blues

On the occasion of Hitler's attack on Poland
Trump's attack on Caracas and kidnapping
of another country’s president and first lady

The blue pills kill the back pain spasms from yoga
but I’m awake. The ache moves from muscles
into the morning news like cancer run amok.
We're not sorry it's spread to the mind and
what we sometimes call the heart because
then we needn't bother to disappear you.
We'd rather not spill your tainted blood
on the fatherland’s pure soil. Your ideas
are the real cancer: your miscegenation
of friends, your antiquated democratic
ideals, letting women out of the bed
and kitchen to poison men’s souls,
letting those people vote, Sodom
celebrated–a foreign substance
introduced into the precious
bodily fluids of our Anglo-
Saxon nation. Time to
mow the lawn of
insubordination
like the Israelis.
Get in line or
get gone or
get what's
coming

to you.