Sefpoems

Trump This

Some Days I think the dismantling of the republic   is almost done, because we’re realigning internationally with the most egregious thugs. In Saudi Arabia they are locking up all the princes in the Ritz Carleton— except for that one cousin who died in an airplane crash in the desert. What’s up with that?   Well. Jared took a secret trip   there last week and now Trump is tweeting that   he’s confident the Saudi King knows what he’s doing.   So I guess it’s all good.   Jared must have okayed it.   Tightens up power for sure, and probably loosens a lot   of money,   A new era dawns. Huzzah!   Witness:   The Rise of the Global   Kakistocracy. —Sef, 11/6/2017

The Raised Hand

Paid Millions By Oligarchs

oh yes we miss you now

Twenty Five or More This Time

 Who Are We Now?

Time: Critical

This Erstwhile Era  

These Times

The Horror, The Horror

Syzygy

Never Been Anything Like It

Last Flight Out

They’re Killing in the Streets Again

An Ugly Poem—-But with Beauty In I t

Rattled The migrating part in that hair rattles me. I swear it’s higher up the head than it was and keep close watch on the weird wisps he teases and combs over, covering what Ivanka let fall was scalp surgery. I’m fairly sure the ducktail strands of side and back are not as long as they were, either. Does it   take less adhesive now, to batten it all down?   Less Executive Time to be ready to ignore the press gaggle’s shouts about the immigrant   child ripped from its mother’s breast as he   passes to board the copter for Mar-a-Lago? He holds the handrail, hurries up those steps knowing how absurd he can look if the full wind catches him, fans out all that’s left.   I think that possibility, not the tightening investigation, may still be what rattles him the most.                                     ...