Poem: "Two Days After the Mueller Report"

Today’s been murder on the magnolia

blossoms that had the nerve

to come out so early in April

The high whipping winds

are whistling between the triple deckers and the

subsidized housing high-rise down the block

The wind chimes are clanging at peak decibel and

sound like crazed emanations

from the music room at the psych ward

And the birds need to screech

just to get their message out to their companions

clinging to whatever branches they find themselves on

You might blame the barometric pressure

but I blame the Mueller report

which is why the air doesn’t just look gray  

but insinuates into your soul

M. Bogen
4-22-2019