David X Novak
  • Home
  • About
  • Poetry
  • Plays
  • Prose
  • Books
  • News
  • Contact

Gorsuch Gives It Up

5/13/2017

 

Quoth Mitch, “I’ll make that boy my bitch,
    That silver-hair sly foxie,
And let him know which end is which— 
     The business end, by proxy.

“It’s good to have him in the chair,
    ‘Our man
’ in the Supremes,
For, by his judgement, fair is fair,
    And life is chocolate creams.

“As fair as for Obama’s man
    My hands shaped and finessed
A kind of ‘treatment’—even Klan-
    Smen suckle at a breast.

“Let him do as dark monies bid
    Pretending all are equal,
Even as our forefathers did,
    Because the past is prequel.

“‘Bend over for me, Neil,’ I’ll say,
    He will not have the moxie
To give it up some other way,
    My bitch, my boy, my foxie.”

Comments are closed.
    Picture

    News?

    A new poem is always news to the poet.
    ​Or whatever.

    Archives

    October 2018
    September 2018
    August 2018
    July 2018
    June 2018
    May 2018
    April 2018
    March 2018
    February 2018
    December 2017
    November 2017
    October 2017
    September 2017
    August 2017
    July 2017
    June 2017
    May 2017
    April 2017
    January 2017
    November 2016
    October 2016
    September 2016
    August 2016
    July 2016
    June 2016
    May 2016
    April 2016
    March 2016
    February 2016
    January 2016
    December 2015
    November 2015
    October 2015
    September 2015
    August 2015
    July 2015
    May 2015
    April 2015
    March 2015
    February 2015
    January 2015
    December 2014
    November 2014
    October 2014
    September 2014
    August 2014

    Categories

    All

    RSS Feed