Holy Jumping Trump

so there comes this day

when Trump, all the shame

of what he is

somehow settling in him

jumps

and the press are there

and the right wing dicks are there

and we are all there

and he jumps

but it's not like

the arc of some graceful bird

because halfway down he gets stuck, impaled

on a pink and gold flagpole

and he wriggles there

and slowly dies

and his blood runs down the side of Trump Tower

in a big dark streak

and afterwards we walk home

wondering how long

they'll leave him up there turning black

having his eyes pecked out

by any twittering starlings that happen by

and wish to consume
the optic ooze

of today's fake views

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