Sharks

cornucopian conglomerations 

regarded past passions as

indivisible irreversible irrevocable 

not what revolutionary means

here in the land of the free you can

just say you are and be 

but forgetting spins in our veins 

built in the founding fathers’ fall

we forget

that is our hell

the fiery playground merry-go-round 

the rope history skips 

like a record

rewrite rewritten history twice transcribed

the crossed off crossed out 

fifty states stations of the cross 

you say you want a constitutional convention

well you know

conservative editors will 

have wet dreams

the fucking flies jerking 

off in the ointment

sickness sequestered living room aglow

waiting for breaks between the commercials

this season sharks come ashore

walk around like no one notices 

pretending to be people

oh that dorsal fin runs in my family 

yeah rare mutation 

oh the fifteen rows of teeth 

just coincidence

(the better to eat you with my fucking fricassee)

don’t forget to vote and when you do

vote for me