amber_waves lycanthrope The future is now ashing out in amber waves of fermented grains. The future is amber waves of Steve. An angry man, a drunk with the blinds drawn in the white house Is whispering into a yellowed toupee - Whispers like ants crawling on cotton candy At a circus where your parents forgot you, A whispering into an orange peanut ear, Of all the revenge they will take on all of the people Who thought they had history all figured out. He moves into the National Security Council And will call in the air strikes, Will make fart jokes using the phrase air strikes. He looks like the drunk guy at the end of the bar Who leans over uninvited and whispers to you, “I wish they’d stop letting the fags play the jukebox,” And then immediately stares at his drink To avoid registering your clear disgust. He looks like the type of guy, Where if he shit himself before Making the bathroom in a Burger King, He would leave the boxers in the sink Instead of throw them away. He has designs for all you. For your grandma from Guatemala And for you if you get sick Or have the audacity to fuck Without his permission. He read an article on his phone About Keynesian economics And the Chicago School, But he mostly just likes The way executive order sounds. He could care less if Chicago burns. His Trojan candidate was a distraction, He lobs distractions and slinks in their shadows. He has designs for you. The superpowers who wouldn’t talk to him in high school. Well who’s laughing now? An excess of loathing bewildered him right into office. He knows you can’t look at what you’ve done. That you won’t leave the house Knowing everyone knows it was your fault. How can you face other countries, Refugees, the world? How can you invite them Into your house, When it is not in order, When he’s slept on your couch, When he’s been seen with you? 170203 ... unhinged . thank_you_america this is what happens when we let fear rule us 170204 ... smallhours He co-produced the movie Titus and co-wrote a rap adaptation of Coriolanus. What better role for a lover of Shakespearean tragedy? 170810 what's it to you? who go blather from