Poetry from Daniel De Culla (one of several)

A man's empty black flats on a wooden floor next to white lacy curtains and a wooden door.

Daniel’s photo

AMERICA GREAT AGAIN

When the dawn spreads its mantle

And the firmament dresses in red or blue

There are no two disturbed eyes

Or disabled people who shine so much

Like Trump crazy goat

Serial God’s whoreman

Or Biden’s sleepy old pisser.

Beautiful people sleep in arms

Of Trump’s false faith

Or wake up if they are asleep

Because Biden has peed close to them 

Listening to the song of the two:

“America great again”

Composed by Trump with music

From an Argentine chainsaw

Or bombs that explode in hospitals

From Palestinian children

From Yemen, from Lebanon, Syria

And other parts of the World

With the approval of serial killers

That they dominate us and that, happy

Sing to their wives or concubines:

“Blonde, black, or brunette

Give me a carnation.

Give me the carnation from your ass’ mouth.

For that you don’t have to have

Too much shame, not too little.

Just to have faith and a good prick.”

-Daniel de Culla