jared &
ivanka
float across
the tarmac
take the salutes
you were born for
this
there’s no ground
beneath your feet.
Smooth skinned
animals
they approach in
absolute silence
they have no odor.
faces
parked in neutral
brains working
hard
at making sense
of all the
whatevers
in their rarified
world.
jared & ivanka
perfectly adept
at entrances
and exits
otherwise
skittish.
Every room
a showroom
and they know
they are the show
they provide a
current
that registers as
white noise
their every
thought
half-formed
and perfectly
enunciated.
When they leave
all rise
later
no one remembers
they were there
nor what they
might have said.
jared & ivanka
husband & wife
each the other’s
fantasy
when they fuck
they hover
and never touch.
RW
Seattle
3.21.2019
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