the swamp
Rehabilitating men with birth defects:
bomb bays where hearts should beat,
weaponized eyes, mechanical mouths,
teargas tongues, compassionless, cold-
blooded coup smiles…
Crocodile promises drain the swamp—
dredging up decades of decadent, death
squad architects, bloodthirsty thugs,
torturers, cutthroats— scum of the swamp,
from depths so low they vaulted 25
feet over Hoover and Hitler, packs of
pedophile priests, human rights violators,
sleazy southern senators, corrupt congressmen;
took elevators up 86 floors, climbed 40 flights of
stairs, stood on step stools to suck the Devil’s
dick and be sworn in…
© 2019. Raymond Nat Turner, The Town Crier. All Rights Reserved.
Raynmond Nat Turner is an accomplished poet, performing artist, and is active in the National Writers Union. You can find much more of his work at http://upsurgejazz.com.
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