Tuesday, December 11, 2018

THE DAYS OF TRUMP #13 - JARED


(13)  JARED

Well, Jared,
there you are
and there it is

the face that launched
a thousand lies.

Bonesaws in your eyes.

Jared,
baby rats are cute,
you would be too,
but you’re hardening.

Your normal half-smirk
has evened out, and
your skull is starting to show –

you’re becoming your own death mask.

Ah, Jared,
it was bound to happen,
money and leisure soften

money and murder

don’t.

RW
12.11.2018

(Yer hangin' with a bad crowd, bubalah)

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