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

Not tonight.

No.