Halloween Presidents Day Poems

The bar door is ajar only fading voices
echo into the void, from nowhere...and afar!

Here n there, trash drifts
ghosts in flickering neon 

Broken floating bloated 
dead...

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The "speech" should have been on Halloween.
His props were a garish blood red backdrop.
Flanked by two concrete stiff marines.
This scarecrow of a president (who bellows...

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