The “Shitler” – An Odd Subverted Peril

Shitler

I wasn’t going to write a poem today
but then I pressed an update. It said
“Bye Bye Shitler – New beginnings,”

My sister texting into the distance.

I rang to ask if this execration
Was directed towards her baby father.
Something must have been executed?

I gave her a call. The cell rang out.

As I listen to Freddie Gibbs
        & The Alchemist:

“Yeah, this the way God planned it,
    bitch understand it” –

She called me back & told me
In an unperturbable manner:
Oh. It is the name of her son’s car.

He sold it.

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