People say that Trump may even have influenced the cicadas cycle;
yet while the cicadas chirp away in our trees,
Trump has aroused stragglers who are prepared to live underground,
if necessary, in The American Redoubt where they fear an insurrection
will consume all resources and outsiders will attack their homes.
Trump drums away, like the cicadas, with a more fearsome sound,
and who knows what he would look like if he shed his exoskeleton.
I am not a fan of sci-fi movies, but think there must be a sci-fi movie,
maybe much like Invasion of the Body Snatchers,
where instead of emerging from a pod,
he loosens his Chinese-made tie
and sheds the exoskeleton of his Chinese-tailored suit;
then, bird-like, sort-of-foot-things burst from the expensive shoes,
maybe those tassel loafers I’ve never liked,
and reveals not some low-energy monster
but excuse me, a disgusting, great, huge, horrible, incredible,
terrible something even more hideous
with clumps of orange hairy stuff,
and patchy old skin,
and a snarly mouth-like thing
that sends out a tremendous stench,
for it would not be some weak, loser of a monster,
but a great, amazing, but stupid thing
that consumed everything in its path.
We would see that something really dangerous was going on,
but until we were able to determine and understand this problem
and the dangerous threat it poses, something bad is happening,
and we have to be much smarter, or it's never, ever going to end.