THERE GOES

There goes

another bald-faced lie

and

there goes the bald eagle

and the shadow banking grows

as the kids in cages die

while the man who couldn’t remember the name of

his own department

halts

the money meant to halt

nuclear waste

from oozing toward the Colorado

but with bravado haste

the blame the blame the blame

yanking the chains

of schmoozing fellow puppeteers

so everything is someone else’s fault

when the swamp shapeshifts instead of drains

and there goes the Golem

as the shadow of the pointing finger grows