To John Bolton

Near-sighted banty rooster
thinking himself a
thunderbird
to bring fire and fury
to the Middle East,
yet
clawing at his own tailfeathers
and claiming it the work of
desert vultures
as he flies headlong into yet another
Bush,
entangling himself in the branches
as if they belong to a
bird of prey
equal to his own outsized
sense of self.
Clipped, he flies with
waxen wings
toward the Arabian sun.

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