The Last Word
Even a race to Obama, she was gonna beat Obama. I don’t know who would be worse, I don’t
know, how could it be worse? But she was going to beat — she was favored to win — and she
got schlonged, she lost, I mean she lost. –Trump
A muscle of a thing, sends forth and sires
armies of them millions
shooters and looters and rulers.
Wants movement and darkness
the damp smell that will see it home.
shlonged: to whack with a penis
Hold the penis – blood-driven – with two hands
so that your hands are filled with yourself,
and then your body, filling with yourself,
until you’re finally full of yourself
so that there are armies, millions
and then whack her hard.
shlonged: to fuck with a penis
Push the penis – risen in a brouhaha –
into the whispers of her cave
where time sits and contemplates,
then make with the looting
and shooting and blast yourself
into her moon and slip out, spent and sleep.
The muscle in instinct
of looting and siring
the armies of millions
wants darkness and damp
home and cave to contemplate
shambolically then sleep
4.
Not tonight.
No.