they are arresting the judges
kidnapping the rubicon
slashing the songs of spring warblers
there is no time left
to look for saviors
or rain from clouds
or ghosts of gods
the tree of life
survivor of the unsurvivable
clings to cliffsides
suspended over the bardo
roots exposed
naked battered
by king tides
and mighty winds
they say this year will be her last
beware the raven’s caw
and the stench of those who pose
as preachers on the doorsteps of civility
here is where the jet stream crashes
where chaos alights
and laughter disappears
hearts sag to the pounding surf
while democracy is cast like dice
into the lukewarm waters
of who cares
anyway
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