Polly Trix O'Rabbits

Trump called other places shitholes,
but the USA's the Best!
from Florida Man and Don't Say Gay
to neo-nazis north and west
we're addicted to our tragedies
our bullets fly fast and thick
call us ignorant, go on, I do,
we're the smuggest of the pricks!



people-avoidant small and homeless
hiding behind larger things
this noctivagant nocturnal vagrant
never speaks but only sings
or whistles softly to itself
melodies most weird
electronic beeping sounds
as if it's engineered



somos todos estrellas del tierra
si lo es verdad, voses puedes confies
y yo soy nada mas de ningun, no lo creo
tambien voses mas de todo vez



it's hard to keep track of majesty
when you're immersed in the sublime
however convention is for survival, I say
and decorum no waste of time
a snake should slither elegantly
and thus we remain unconfined



I do my best to avoid being a writer, but I'm a poet, so needs must
if I were an arrow plain I'd deny my very thrust
if I were an octopus I imagine I'd feel more free
however my life would be much briefer,
of that, at least, there's some certainty



clearest water like tears on glass
evokes nostalgia for the divine
a frozen icy mountain pass
or perfect vision crystallized in time



the accountants of diaspora remember who went where
names of every single one are safely kept, they swear
it's very important to trace those lines
for personal profit they must be divined
through genetics and contracts we clutch and bind
yet we're all alone in every mind