Thursday, March 3, 2016


I dreamed last night
of Donald Trump.
He followed me
from room to room
as I tried to talk to a friend.
He sat beside me on the sofa
moved closer and closer
as I moved farther and farther away
leaned right into my ear,
preventing my conversation.
When I awoke
the voice on the radio
next to my bed
was his.

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