glistening
these people
their legal
rights bright
marvelous
construing
language engaged
in flaming
plentitude of horses,
darkened regimes
we have stood
for the time
with juncture
in the sand’s
gloss, wave
upon wave
seismic country,
esplanade of
passing fancy,
generative
failing
Donald’s
afterbirth
for the
Citizen,
the French
say citoyen,
member of
state or
Country, just
annexed as
computed loss
the ex
Pression
on Donald head
and the space
within, a World—it
is nothing to
laugh At and
will be
gone in
lasting
parliamentary
fragments
Donald most
important slug
Gish thoughtless
noise of human
ever
From now and
On, wind colour
red as a sun
Donald doesn’t
bleed completely
real like a
motorcade
his head ever
expresses a
bit of
climactic rock
no entirety
will ever
Give
fatter flatter
nothing
Factories
burn for him
in tribute
and re
tribute
Cornice stone
and brains
above the ground,
aura of
magnet compulsion,
separating and
excluding by
aqueous principal
shears will
cut this
makeshift string
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