Wall”

“ S o m e t h i n g T h er e I s T h a t D o e s n ’ t L o v e a W a l l ”

A round of fentanyl martinis, boys, with your smorgasbord of inedibles, with your philosophy of animosity— I’ll raise you one and call your bluff. Here’s to greed and that maverick avarice, Here’s to dealing and double dealing— Let’s have a bilateral relationship, Let’s run the numbers, change the climate. The news of the day, fake and otherwise: The Crown Prince disremembers the journalist he dismembered ignorant of smoking intelligence built on the paper-thin skulls of starved Yemeni infants after he’d hammered together illegal settlements in our left ventricles. Our first time together, my intercessor— Let’s secure the border and dump systemic negative emotions pronto. A dozen billion peckercheckers follow us on facebook skype and twitter— But hold that thought—Mr. Cohen’s loafers have apparently filled with his own urine. And what of Mr. Pecker, pecking in the wings?