i must have looked manic searching all over the castle for the manuscript that held captive the last words of count dracula i knew they were mine to find even in the dimness of night because the ooze of centuries can’t take away the phrases everyone needs to know trump looked for his most meaningful phrases all over the white house mar a lago the former environs of everyone he’d ruined the throbbing ecstatic insides of his cellphone the slimy grit of his intestinal mind but he couldn’t find them at all and decided they must have been abducted but they still clung around more real than the statement of a fictional vampire bright day or dim night in the pipes leading from his golden toilet to the soft muddle of his dismal mind and back again flushed over and overfrom Trump Tics (2020)
Monday, December 2, 2024
Plumbing's Revenge
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