Toxic Tumultuous Tailgate Party

As the longest political prognostication

Is underway of the who is going to do what

On the crooked road to the Whitehouse

Politicians’ version of the superbowl

Everyone sitting on the sidelines

Waiting for the game of voting to start

Whilst drunk or stoned blathering on

How their team is going to do while

Lying to each other about useless stats

Who did or didn’t do what in their last game

Making selfish projections that if the kicker

Misses the kick, how the other team will react

Ad nauseum back and forth to no end

Save to occupy mindless time while idle

In their unfulfilled lives lived from

One distraction to the next distraction

Unlike a paycheck that only goes so far

Chaos, contempt, and crisis are in abundance

The black and white color commentators

Known as talking heads, never run out

Of things to say for they can draw from

Recent history as to how both sides

Fumble (flip-flop) the ball but will use

Their own sides fumble as a positive thing

As both teams vie for the center of left/right

Fracking, well, I wasn’t the quarterback at the time

So now, I might be 1st string, and it is my play to call

Since the “owners” of me are telling me how to play

While the other wannabe quarterback is

Re-decidng his field position on reproductive rights

As his owners are turning up the earpiece in his ear

Telling his teammates what the audience wants to hear



Yet afterwards, when the game is over

Nothing will have gotten done towards

The real problems that need fixing

Most of which is overpopulation

And there is no place for anybody to go

Driving over collapsing bridges

In between overused roads to

Pay for the overpriced goods

Still mostly stocked deep on the shelves

Having acquired a new sense of greed

After the pandemic as what is tolerable

To paychecks, while corporations see

Record gross gross profits that have

Nothing to do with who is playing the game

Save the owners profiting off the Proletariat

Hanging out drinking and smoking at

The toxic tumultuous tailgate party



“I write to expunge the darkness so
That someday light may shine through”


– Angelo Devlin