I imagine Trump
Sitting alone in his room.
Trying to log in
To his suspended
Twitter account, asking “why
Do bad things happen
To good people?” Sad.
He wishes he could talk to
Obama right now.

Fiction, memoir, and musings, from Minotaur Productions
I imagine Trump
Sitting alone in his room.
Trying to log in
To his suspended
Twitter account, asking “why
Do bad things happen
To good people?” Sad.
He wishes he could talk to
Obama right now.