Dream Vision

Even when I’m asleep
I’m awake, producing things
inflammatory or illegal
to the spooks that would govern
our concepts of light.

In the Senate they would
have us believe
their lies are mercury, invincible
and protected
by money and press
from the scrutiny of wolves like me.

I howl at the moon. I prowl
through emails
from Clinton to Schumer
and the CNN comedy
of Pelosi. My dream vision
is complete— Chuck couldn’t whip
his own dick.

Richard Rensberry, Author at QuickTurtle Books®

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