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Each day brings more news

of the chicanery of the trump administration

as the man with the orange hair

seeks to re-shape everything political

into something more in his Image.

And each day

the world I wake up to

appears less and less like the world I grew up in,

came of age in, raised a family in

and came to think of as normal, stable,

safe and dependable–

something you could rely on,

like the promise of the morning sun.

On this day,

I no longer have that feeling!

I no longer have the comfort of knowing

that the troubles plaguing so many other places

in the world

are not ones that could affect us here at home

with our geographical advantage

of being separated by oceans

from the chaos on other shores.

Those boundaries

and the sense of reassurance they provided–

real or imagined–

were already blurred

rendered less immutable

by social media and ICBMs

yet

prior to the ascendance of regime d’orange

whatever threats were lurking

appeared distant, abstract, ideological even,

hardly on the horizon

and completely devoid

of the uncertainty and immediacy

introduced by the seeming impulsivity

and unpredictability

of the orange one

as he gleefully issues edicts in the guise of directives

while his Rasputin,

Darth Bannon,

whispers in his ear.

As the dance proceeds,

bizarrely entertaining

as it may be to witness,

one can’t help but wonder

Who is leading whom?

2 February 2017

Petaluma, CA

Tim Konrad