Stroke the boney-smooth
boney smooth

Clean

The further West we go,
the further *R*ight to the beginning

Cleansed

clenched fists
angry thoughts, centered on...

Caucasian

???

...the fluttering

shaking

Turner it around,
Merry-Go-Round

skin stretched tight
muscles, display

On the Farm with Ole MacDonald
I live

*&lt;radio&gt;*

*Storm on horizon, lightning split the air,
thunder crack the night now,
 'Cause we're always there.
You know Eight Owl's sittin'
stand in a council everywhere?
Forget your hopes see the future now,
Aryan teeth are bared.*

I drive past a sign for Trump.