If I Ever Say, Even in My Sleep,
he da bomb, knee
me in the nuts.
Murder me with paper cuts.
Mitt Romney and Anthony Comstock: The Rom Com
They meet cute, at the post office.
Later, a dinner (the rice pilaf is
delicious, as is the roast goat)
and a quiet evening of book burning.
No temple garments are shed. Note,
though, the hard stares, the terrible yearning.
is the second coming of boxer/murderer/Havana-vacationer Jack (“Sparky”—his boxing nickname, yo) Ruby! Oh,
and Romney’s Oswald.
Oh, and the Secret Service just called.
The Romney Doctrine (Found Poem)
what I said,
but I stand by what
ever it was.”
Voting Booth Drama
Paul Ryan’s cowlick
doesn’t care how sick
you might become—
and it’s mum
on how to pay
for your long hospital stay.
answer this (by pulling the appropriate lever):
Will you be 42 forever?
(Forever, sayeth the cowlick.)
In a rich guy’s McMansion in Boca,
The warrior Romney-o spoke-a:
“They’re entitled,” he sneered
(The whole thing was weird),
And half of the country awoke-a.
The Last Words We’ll Ever Write About Romney
which is fit. Go easy.
Cody Walker is the author of Shuffle and Breakdown (Waywiser Press, 2008). His work appears in Parnassus, Slate, The Yale Review, Salon, and The Best American Poetry; it’s also featured on the Cartoon Bureau Blog of The New Yorker. He teaches English at the University of Michigan and blogs regularly for The Kenyon Review.