I’ve played these cards close to my chest
anchored my feelings to a one ton weight
and left them sitting at the bottom of the sea.
Chairman Mao once told me “you need your own cult
Picture that, rallying students hoisting
my face printed on huge banners
chanting quotes from my Little Green Book
espousing the ideals of Dick Nixon Thought
and helping to usher in the age of
American Capitalism with Nixonian Characteristics.
All of those little brunettes with tight sweaters
chanting “Nixon! Nixon!”
Goddamn that would be a sight.
To be admired so intensely
to be loved even…
of course its too faggy to imagine wearing a uniform
with bright gold epaulets
and a nice Nehru collar
something those young women would find intriguing.
Maybe I am too old. Maybe I am too arrested in my development
China was a long time ago
and now I am late for dinner.