(“Wait, so, if you don’t trust the CIA, or you don’t trust, like, our institutions, then what do you trust?”)


Last track,
I think I only Blinked once,
Skipped lunch


Blink twice,
Christ,
Shut your eyes

Now, Open wide

Fascists took the nation
and Inflation took a supersize

It’s Sad to say your teachers
couldn’t quite make the ends collide,
but now you’ll probably get to see them
on the weekends
Doing Uber drives

See?
Lube it with a little oil
One, it tastes expensive,
Two, you’d be surprised how well it helps you
open up your throat so you consume the lie
of human rights
That was Sold to you by suits and ties

designer scents
on plastic men
with patient fangs
and ancient vice

You know,
The kind of greed
that makes a person
lose the sight of morals,
so it’s easier to sleep at night.

Easier to ease their minds
and pick a foreign people we can demonize

If you take a sec to sink
into how war criminals think,
you’ll know you’d never want to see inside

If every man’s an open book to look within,
theirs are bound in human skin,
and not designed for human eyes

They are wearing human skin,
but they can simply not be humanized.

They aren’t worth the lowest of the poor they swore to crucify

Holy sweet Geneva,
there’s a mass grave full of dead believers
you called the police on
cause you don’t believe in squatters rights

You believe the sanctity of human life is relative to human worth
in terms of work and dollar signs

So Listen when I say
you need to find the light of day
before it’s too late to apologize

Holy, sweet, Geneva,
here’s a mass grave you can colonize.

Because You seem to love to talk
about the spirit of America.

But if you saw the spirit
of this lands’ supposed-character,
I think that you’d be calling ICE

I also think the ACTUAL America
is truly represented by the call to ICE.

Is Represented best
by the descendants of some immigrants,

bitching bout the immigrants
snitching on some immigrants,

then playing dumb and innocent
like good little christians
when their neighbors get deported,

Until they’re screaming at the store
that they waited 20 minutes more
because the staff was short

because some ordinary bigots
started waging war on immigrants

And we’ll just keep deporting
Because like your first vote,
and each election since,

it turned out that the man you were supporting ended up to just be twice the fucking bigot
as the bigot that he wins against.

I was not among the herd,
a single word from Biden stirred
a tingle in the cynic-sense

I knew that a vote for Joe
was more like Reagan 2.0,
I could smell the sarin smoke
that choked around the riverbend

And so I spoke about a living end
About An anchor thrown
to drowning men
A Democratic President
A country never found again

A man who marinated
in the blood this land was founded in

A crime bill that contained
sufficient lethal ends to drown us in
Written by a man who wears
a crown of sins

Who Currently is sleeping in a bed of sins

It’s no wonder those who truly understand the meaning of democracy are not too keen to let us in

It’s no wonder other countries can’t conceive of skipping meals, or missing rent, or being on the streets because you can’t afford your medicine.

That’s uniquely American, and Joe has proved to be the most disturbingly American of Presidents.

And I shiver when I think of what’s to come, if he’s the precedent

It’s a wonder I can even function still
to process all the rhymes,
through all the resonance.

Bless my heart, I’m liminally reticent

Standing on a threshold of bone, ash,
and sediment
Near a faded marker claiming this to be
the grave of all my sentiments

Exactly where I left them all.
And just how I remembered it.