Wednesday, August 10, 2022

To Virgo, with Eternal Thanks

Madison Ponce
     Calls herself a They
To become an army
     That obliterates
Anything that stands
     In their way.

She'd sell her loving mother
     Up Santa Ana river
If it interfered
     With her desire
For vintage Me decade

But she refuses to wear
     Turquoise jewelry
Or any other culturally
     Appropriated tool
Of power, raw power,
     To take away.

Madison Ponce
     Has no real feelings, 
You see,
     So she's free 
To light the city
     Of Anaheim on fire

And have anyone who tries
     To stop her
Put in the slammer
     For centuries-old murders
She makes stick with her wand of feelings
     We call witchery.