Our Next President

What am I missing here? That the bugs, in the guise of criminals, will soon come down the gangplank, dressed in tomorrow’s weather, wearing sunglasses with small knits hats over their underwear.

I ask the bugs, ‘do you really want a revolution, is that what you really want’?

I guess they don’t really want a revolution, they think they do but they don’t.

So I ask them point-blank, “Do you really want a revolution? Hitler and Mein Kampf, Mussolini? Pope Pius Xii, the silent pope. Or a peaceable revolution made of solutions and its many vexing problems”.

Voodoo Doll, plastic, scotch tape and duct-tape, Post-It notes, leftover paint. July, 2024.