hannibal, caesar, alexander the great––
genghis khan, napoleon, mao––
strategists of blood who
mangled history
donald trump
transported by chance or
ill to the central node
of the psyche of humanity––
with a twitching finger
ready to push
all the buttons––
trump at the power point
of human discontinuity
where false eats true
& madness might reign
eternal––
vibrating on the fault-line
between reptiles &
mammals––
between gobbling reactions
& rioting emotions––
himself––
an impending earthquake
between dinosaurs & rats.
humans have needs––
trump has ambition.
donald trump is a throbbing
icon of attention able to
suspend a hundred-million
people in a thundercloud of obsession
with six tweeting syllables
& a kite string.
they forsake their dignity,
honesty, self-worth & honor
for a nod of his head,
a maga hat or the delivery
of a breathless 2am
lie.
trump is the fatal spider
at the lightning point
of human-reptilian reaction––
at the vanishing point
of humanity
where there is no meaning
save his image
of himself.
trump is anarchy––
the fifth horseman
of the apocalypse––
the loudly muttering idiot
signifying nothing.
his stage is a carpet
of nameless faces
for him to walk upon––
as he hurls violence
in every direction
into the void.
he is the commandant-in-chief
of pure denial––
the way forward
into the dark––
no law
no reason
no truth
no day after
just a raging blast
of white-hot destruction
& blank black cinders
smoldering everywhere––