For her silence she wants the Ruby
Slippers back — along with her broomstick —
The Lolita Express … Better yet … she
Wants the jet Qatar gifted grifter Boss Tweet.
She wants all alphabet agencies who
Spy on the American People
Mobilized/weaponized to find out which
Hedge fund flipped a house on her sister.
She wants ICE rounding up a million Munchkins a month
For her pleasure. She wants scores of other peoples’ babies.
She wants impunity to work Quinceañeras, Bat Mitzvahs,
Sweet Sixteens with former father figure, Jel-Low Puddin Man.
She wants a new psyop to co-opt left language.
She wants to use “What’s the call? Free ‘em all!”
To Free Harvey! Free Diddy! Free R. Kelly! And
Allow Russell Simmons to sing, “I believe I can fly!”
She wants Slick Willy notified that honeypots and
Sandwiches will return shortly. She wants Cuomo
To know he can come and go. She wants Papa Cop
To know that he can fly— free — to Turkey.
She wants baby oil tariffs removed. She wants
Diddy as mixologist aboard the Love Boat her
Father fell from and drowned in waters off the
Canary Islands.
She wants use of some 800 plus bases run by
Greasy-thumbed generals. Preferably, those
Named for confederate traitors. She wants to erect a new
Headquarters. A station. A secure location for predation.
She wants to “steal” reich-cult blondes for weekly workouts.
Smoothie-fueled saunas, steam baths and mani-pedis in secure
White supremacist, settler-colonial, tropical paradises. Built on
Profaned bones of indigenous ancestors.
Finally, if she’s found “unresponsive.” Entangled in sheets. Tumbled from
10th floor window. Or, reciting autopsy, a coroner crows, “A little poison!”
Bury her atop her triple-agent Pop. In Jerusalem’s Mount of Olives Cemetery.
With international intelligence community elite turnout — With 21 gun salute …
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Raymond Nat Turner is a NYC poet, BAR's Poet-in-Residence, and founder/co-leader of the jazz-poetry ensemble UpSurge!NYC. You can vote for his work at GoFundMe and PayPal.
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