My buddy just phoned & woke me up
to ask if I wanted to buy some ****;
of course I said hell yes, as I've run out,
but right before that I was having a
nightmare about a Kree dictatorship
taking over America that proceeded to
slaughter 'undesirables'; but as captured
freedom fighters were herded into a
mysterious subway car, one female
officer hustled me off to the side & let
me skate as I realized the state was
hunting down anyone who opposed
their alien rule; there were huge electronic
signs resembling Chuck Close portraits
of the fascist leader & banners proclaiming
the leader w/ propaganda slogans
declaring the futility of resistance;
but I knew we couldn't be stopped
& would prevail eventually although things
looked hopeless at the time; enforced
abortion & genocide making America great
again; I woke up shaking & answered
the call, told my friend I'll be over
in a while but I'll have to shower
& stop shaking from the dream reign
of terror that seemed all too real;
little black girls lying dead; bursts
of machine-gun fire in the public square;
the great leader in suit & tie was about
to give a speech surrounded by armed
guards in black tactical gear;
this was the moment to marshal
our forces (Ice-T was there & the other
detectives from Law & Order SVU &
I realized the dream was inspired by TV,
particularly the coming attractions
for Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.)
& assassinate the leader but the state's
surveillance apparatus revealed
our movements & we were surrounded &
rounded up; the others pushed
into the dimly lit transport but as I said,
I was hustled aside & let go unseen;
then I went down a cement spiral stair
that led far below to a sub-basement
bomb shelter where real freaks
had long hidden themselves; pedophiles,
rapists & abusers doing what they do  
& there I broke up a man & his wife
****** a ******* teenage girl & taking her
w/ me I searched for other freedom fighters
b/c we were not all captured
& I wasn't alone; I woke up knowing
we would win one day but still in all...

I wore a Bush/Cheney '04 shirt
from a thrift store
to an upper level history class
on election day 2012
Professor and classmates stared
scared to talk to me

I never explained
that in 2004
I was the only Democrat
on my hick town bus

And now look who's in office?
No one even dares
wear that red hat in jest
For the right co-opted irony
as their latest prize

'merica:
Either your genuinely
hyper patriotic to absurdity
or you're an enemy

Clearly I recall
the value "it" already made
for me so I know.