The World is His Rorschach Blot
His feral brain breeds assault
His cocked fist is domestic violence
His beer bottle lies
fantasize
an
R C
A H
to mark his victory
&
a reflecting pool for his penis
Not
metaphor hyperbole
it’s literally happening right
in front of our eyeballs
Touch it if you want or hide
in dreams you’ll be alright
if Wall Stret is
7 thoughts on "The World is His Rorschach Blot"
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Afraid so
I love the ending of this! I love your political poems. You are such a mild mannered sort. In contrast, the punch they provide lands well!
Absolutely what Linda said! The title is a fantastic door into our world today!
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Your placement, even just the centering and the placement of the arch, conjured the rorschach
It’s a great to see this disorder ordered on the page.
Thank you all for your comments. The speeches yesterday of the Obamas make the contrast between what is and what could be even more poignant.