Dear Mr. Trump
In addition to looking
rather fascist-y
(like the now ancient-seeming
footage from last June
of having Cabinet members
speak one by one
and praise you effusively each time)
suggesting that withholding applause
during your State of the Union address
is treasonous
speaks to a certain level
of obsession with pre-emptive bridge-burning
just to ensure that
in case anything
might be construed otherwise
you will not strive to create unity
nor heal any of our nation's pain.
This poem © 2018 Emily Cooper.
