Burnt Orange

heavy disapproval of p45, political poetry because it matters

Burnt Orange

The raw, dark truth
is that politics matters.
I would not bring a conservative
to my bed.
Contentious pillow talk is not for me,
though Carville and Matlin
seem to make it work.

Meanwhile, our Lady of the Glades weeps
as the river of grass dies.
She does not care if you are red, or blue,
as whitewashed, monetized politicians
impede her paradise lost green flow.

Ballerina pink pussy hats
march, move on, advance, retreat.
The rainbow people are screaming.
In Germany, enemies of the state,
wore yellow stars.

Climate change is real.
Sea level rise is real.
We are inhabitants of a fouled, crowded world.
Democracy is burning.
The raw, dark truth
is that politics matters.


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