americano
in his mephistophelean slink
toward some visceral glimmer
of ‘democracy’
americano
pauses to pat
his shades
I n t o p l a c e.
he redeems his
brusque suit collars
with a residual slap
&
twists
the silver fob watch
his granny gave him
before he l e f t to serve.
his precise shave chin
struts just a little more
as he grimaces his smile
against this humid hecatomb.
diplomatically,
he thews
d
e
e
p
e
r
into his groin
a special issue
snubnose
&
- vibrating like a clockwork bunny –
he waits
to redact
this next big
threat
to the flag.
