POEM -- Mussolini In My Head - by Thomas Herr
Mussolini In My Head
By Thomas Herr
Someone is making speeches in my head.
I hear them when I drive.
Fist-pounding Nazi Mussolini Jessie Jackson loud,
I understand, and through sudden teardrops,
I catch what I can
On a crumpled napkin.
Later, if there's time,
I paint it pretty, or
I paint it ugly.
Then, I give it to you
Just so I can prove someday
That someone is making speeches in my head.