Vision Quest

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Evil Drumpf Hitler, worse than Watergate . . .
Orange Man bad— ’tis their hour to impeach!
Colluding, they rush to regurgitate
Nonsense from their last non-candidate’s speech.

Accusations and trials. It’s quite a show.
He’s guilty, so guilty, of serious crime.
They’re not sure of what, but he HAS to go.
(Their permanent peeve is our circus-time.)

Through dark lenses, opthalmologically:
They can hate on our optics; we won’t mind
Our magic glasses allow us to see
With twenty-twenty vision . . . but they’re still blind.

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Gots To Git Funky

You are strangling me with your love
in your hotel room of permanent disorder
I cry for help—for open air / you close the window and I pass out
between your walls / in your arms . . .

I slept alone for many whole nights / but one more minute / and I will kill you
you look at me as if you had no eyes / but when you touch me / I have no skin

You made love to a photocopy, and left the room in perfect order
by leaning out of the window / and traveling by ambulance

strangling me with your love…  (x 4)

You are strangling me with your love
in your hotel room of permanent disorder
I cry for help—for open air / you close the window and I pass out
between your walls, in your arms
(chokin’ to death)

strangling me with your love
(chokin’ . . .)

strangling me with your love
strangling me with your love