by Mare Leonard
You can't catch me, I'm the Gingerbread Man. I can grab your pussy, stick out my tongue, spit, sputter like geysers from below.
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| art by Noely Ryan @ ArtStation |
You can't catch me, I'm the Gingerbread Man. I can grab your pussy, stick out my tongue, spit, sputter like geysers from below.
Into what hell of fake news, ruse of tax cuts, mountains of lies, the lawyer in the room guise stirs the cauldron today? Don't lean on hopes of Flynt. He scratched a rock, lit a light of immunity for morality or him? Like a geyser, he may spark, sputter, reach to the sky and fizzle. The devil resides in the cauldron below. Deep under the caw caw of the crow, geysers spout up and we shout this is it, the one, howl, don't let babies burn burn, burn, don't let lifelines fall through the cracks, don't give billions to the rich. don't mock the middle, the poor, the immigrant. Drown out congressmen in LaLaLand who like Marie Antoinette shout, Let them eat cake. Geese honkhonk, Resist. How does the GOPP, the party of the pedophiles exist, how do they move and eat and sleep? Hooked on opiods, burgers, midnight tweets, a belief in trickle down economics, the lie that sweeps the donors cash for their ten thou dinner treats, another castle on a hill? We observe, take photos when the earth splits, sweeps you all below. We sing, you can run you but you can't hide, you can shout but Mueller and the FBI will crack you GingerBreadMan and your vanilla wafer friends. You'll tremble and crumble, rollrollroll into the underland. And in the heavens the #MeToo will light the sky. We'll sing, love, love, love, hug women, men, babies, The LGBTQ, DACA, Muslims all who rise from the dead to hear from above no one can pardon the King of Scam.
Mare Leonard lives in an old school house overlooking The Rondout Creek. Away from her own personal blackboard, she teaches through the Institute for Writing and Thinking and the MAT program at Bard College. Although her most natural writing voice is humorous she has published in a range of voices and in all forms and subject matters. She was a finalist in last year's NY State Di Biase contest. Some of her latest publications appear in the Vietnam poetry publication from Perfume River, Rats Ass Review, Figroot, Sweet Tree, Eunoia and in the British Journal of Arts&Letters.
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