There's a poem here, I smell it
Thru the jelly bean fog of speculative myopia, a faint reminiscence
Of Reagan years. It's not Cheney, Rumsfeld, Poindexter, North sweat and Old Spice, not cocaine cigars cognac
Shooting kids for a message
The good old days, Vietnam about as deadly to US soldiers as a year of Gaza genocide of women and kids
It's attrition/selective/sadism
Blood crazy holy wombats
That's hunter s thompson not Lee Atwater, he could hotwire a k car in seconds to cruise the beltway
The national guard now fight our oil wars overseas, wait. Thirty years ago that. Why are the same vampires around? Bolton, Barr, Gates, Ollie North.
It's actually anti poetry, the planet killer list, the fascist retinue redux. It's anti smelling as well, anti all life once ran for on election eve.
SE PDX
,https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lee_Atwater
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