07.27.2018

Weekly poem on Trump Presidency

 

Owen McLeod

Click Here To Get Ripped

 

Play the lottery. Pray all you like.
Odds are, tomorrow you’ll be stuck
in some basement washing socks.

Remember when we let Jesus
into our hearts? That lasted, what,
three months? Now we’re on eBay,

selling industrial corn starch
in jars labeled Muscle Builder Max.
Between shipments we smoke hash

with Randall the midnight janitor.
When stoned, he can’t shut up about
making America great again.

What Randall doesn’t understand
is that America is Jesus, that Jesus
isn’t coming back, that when Jesus

leaves your heart he leaves it worse
than he found it—punched-in walls,
rooms crammed with fast food bags,

plumbing & electric shot to shit.
Meanwhile, millions of adolescent boys,
keenly sensing where the future’s at,

set their sights on getting ripped.
Don’t forget the heart’s a muscle, lads.
We’re here to help with that.

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Owen McLeod is a philosophy professor at Lafayette College in Easton, Pennsylvania. His first book of poems won the 2018 Vassar Miller Prize in Poetry and will be published next year "Click Here To Get Ripped" originally appeared in FUGUE.

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 illustration:  anna_croc01

illustration: anna_croc01