Trump as a Fire Without Light #122

 

by Darren C. Demaree

The eels have found the sand.  They’re not slowing down.  They must plan on drowning in our throats.  We were right to use our bodies as a fortress.  I wish they had found a better way to sanctify their efforts.  They wanted prayers.  They got chants.  They wanted God.  They got to join the processional.  There is no darkness that will not be met with an absolute resistance.  


Darren C. Demaree is the author of six poetry collections, most recently “Many Full Hands Applauding Inelegantly (2016, 8th House Publishing).  He is the Managing Editor of the Best of the Net Anthology and Ovenbird Poetry.  He is currently living in Columbus, Ohio with his wife and children.

Darren’s Twitter: @d_c_demaree

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