Carnal knowledge used to be such a fantasy in the temptation factory
but now ordinary mortal bin of sin here we are broken and so bloody

Waiting for Mister Only I Can Fix It to set up his new administration
of his regime of fear and trembling scant flesh in ye olde Atomic Cafe

Each front in the new global cold war potential nuclear blast flashpoint
it’s already a third world war on way to becoming all together WW III

You’d think they’d nominate statesmen to deal with global maxi-crisis
but, no, instead what do we get but 2 worn men with signs of dementia

One so obviously deficient they took him out of the game to replace him
with a her who nobody could believe a thing she said which wasn’t much

Anyway leaving only what’s behind door number two: same shitty old
piece of crap already had his crack at solving it all to end the carnage in

His own words “right now” almost eight years ago and it’s Groundhog
day of the living dead and we’re all hearing the alarm bell going off again.

 

James Van Looy has been a fixture in Boston’s poetry venues since the 1970s. He is a member of Cosmic Spelunker Theater and has run poetry workshops for Boston area homeless people at Pine Street Inn and St. Francis House since 1992. Van Looy leads the Labyrinth Creative Movement Workshop, which his Labyrinth titled poems are based on. His work appears weekly in Oddball Magazine.