There are nights when I lie awake, terrified for what the future might hold. Tomorrow is a gremlin crouching in dark
Corners, his fingers wrapped around all the possibilities. There are madmen in charge of our security: liars and mobsters and
Thieves, that some hailed as saviors. But now, those of us who’ve studied history know we’ve crossed lines that may
Never be uncrossed. Who will save us from the gremlin? Who will pry his bony digits from our lives? Only we can save ourselves.
Can you imagine what the Donald would have said if Sessions had been a contestant on Celebrity Apprentice?
Guess the Attorney General doesn’t rate Trump’s scrutiny as much as a minor celebrity on a reality show did. File this under “things that make you go hmmm?”
From the Comey hearings:
Swept away by fire,
Or was it locusts we fled?
Regardless, death loomed
Pestilence prevailed
By air, mosquitos swarmed us
Nameless diseases
For big oil’s pleasure
We abdicated our role
A plague on our house
There is a gargoyle living in my gut. His gruesome stone snarl scraping against my colon. The heartburn never ends.
He must have moved in as a pebble, a tiny worry about what could be, and every minute since that shitty November day he’s
Grown more abrasive, more corrosive, taking up too many centimeters of my being. He spits acid from a contorted tongue,
Searing the lining of my duodenum, creating blisters that won’t soon heal. Resistance hurts, but acquiescence kills.
America, land of the free,
Home of the bullies.
We elected one to the
Highest office, after all.
A self-proclaimed
Grabber of pussies,
Slum lord,
Contract-breaker,
Inciter of violence.
He’s a tiny fisted
Litigious nightmare,
Get out of his way,
Let him preen.
What’s to admire?
This browbeater.
This petty elitist.
Bully for you.
Found today on Facebook. Appropriate.
Praying for Eyebrowz 