Trump had the stones to look up
and see himself, the chiseler, chiseled
by Gutzon Borglum's ghost
or at least Gutzon on a horse and under a sheet
lynchin "Injuns", the first antifa people,
while the band played on and on and on
that ugly f*cking spangled song
while Birth of A Nation
was projected against the faces of our fores
and I thought of Taliban and Buddhist statues
blown to smithereens, back to nothing, like
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