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here we are

Posted to Poetry

Where are we now?
Dead presidents and pedestrians later
from the wonder of the American century.
Knotted, we writhe
toward fated destruction.
Too bad, I liked my life.
But no matter,
we're fucked on all fronts.
The cowboys have all fallen
to the punchcard
along with the dreams
of the west,
the beauty queen
no longer bats an eye
at our old game.
The game is over.

But we are going
to the edge,
right to the brink.
The world is coming
no matter how they voted.
Bumper stickers to the wind!
We are driving off that cliff
and the rest are in the trunk.
See you soon America!
Smiling to the end.