Popcaster with head tilting, bouncing, shakin', and noddin'
Imitates the goose-step uniformity of a dark past;
Hardened words replace knee-high boots,
Lip red with death,
Eyebrow black with starvation.

Know-it-all political social good egg                                     
   stands guard outside a cool heart                                          
       attempting to defend                                                   
            foreign lambs
                with a
            rubber sword.

Head drops to the table.
Hands cover the face.
Insides scream: FIRE!
Experts prepare plates of cold food;
Celery, carrot, broccoli, cauliflower.

Republicats and Democrans
              undress
                  in
           small rooms
                with
           large rolls
                 of
              tissue
                 at
               their
            disposal.

Children become ladders
   to an escape route.
It leads underground
   to a crawl space
   where souls sew
themselves to sewers
               of
            death.