Party Sonnets

little brother asshole
whether it  just shits
or whether  you talk like this
through it
for wiping yourselves clean
of  what’s going on
in this country think of the levels
to which this country has carried its decisions
its dreaded
scott tissue the law
of  that order you talk
politely about shittily two-ply keeping
your ass kkklean. but
you need those votes.
you need those votes.
rather than helping them
screw their heads on straight
you turn them republican
or  democrat depending
where the money comes from and goes
whose asses are covered—
or  kicked.
your boys made to feel
you got them. you got them
votes.
but little brother asshole
according to Trickster had to learn to get his shit,
that little brother mouth has to eat.

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