The inauguration is ominous,
Among American flutes and tubas,
Overdubbed with sportscasters,
A Sgt. Pepper’s collage of faces,
Clinton, Cook, Bezos, Musk,
All the world’s wealth,
All the power,
An ark of 500,
And towering tyrant Baron,
Surrounded by portraits,
Grown, scared children,
Like us,
But of leaders leading the chasm’s cross,
Who here are the truly kind?
And which have killed?
You wouldn’t know,
If you witnessed Rome,
In high-resolution,
In reflective eyes of Elon,
Ghosts of founding fathers hover the rotunda,
Looking down, like us, the tele-spectators,
On soap operas of our civic machine,
$MELANIA is here,
$1.5 billion,
Her memoir ghostwritten,
And Christopher croons,
As the sitting Skeleton marches through,
The cryptic colonnade that holds DC,
Afront the hillbilly with sharp tongue,
Cameras zoom: wigged men with pens,
Documents that failed us,
Stretched to shreds with mutations of,
Alien culture and titanic force,
But all the old books,
The furling rules and conventions,
Won’t help where we’re going,
There are no acolytes on this American path,
“The President elect Donald J. Trump,”
He missed the kiss on his wife’s cheek by an inch,
The pleasantries can’t hide the tension,
I imagine Jill Biden pulling a pistol,
I imagine these petty, ancient quarrels will soon be pale,
For the valley is pregnant not with fruits,
But secret, ripening, superintelligence,
The speaker now quotes Bob Dylan,
She speaks at 1,000 bits per second,
Like an ant,
Except ants can’t lie,
The people run our country?
It’s the troops who bomb and rig elections?
Since when has democracy transcended its dress?
And now we pray,
And draw comparisons to biblical heroes,
As they swear in JD Vance
With smiling wife,
And daughter sucking thumb,
I imagine a horrible assassination,
Of trump’s head exploding,
From some CIA sniper,
On an off-camera balcony,
Cannons fire when it becomes official,
Marchers chant hallelujahs,
The dawn of the Golden Age of America,
Sunlight is pouring over the entire world,
Momentum will annihilate the shadows,
God bends bullets to save the patriot,
Self-declared: “Liberation day,”
“The most consequential day in American history,”
“A revolution of common sense,”
“The spirit of the next great frontier is written in our souls.”