In the New Dream
Inside the brown bag
there’s sandwich in tin foil
cardboard’n’plastic package of three chocolate chip cookies
juice box
napkins
I’m fine with juice box
the sandwich is okay
but truly-madly-deeply
I just want there to be more cookies inside that tin foil
but I always also eat the sandwich
but I wish it was more cookies
but I also wish it was sandwich
like after I eat the more cookies
there’s one more sandwich
and then there could be more more cookies
but also the next sandwich is made out of cookie dough
like the even next sandwich could be like that
like all out of cookie dough
but also ham, mayo, cheese slice, lose the lettuce if I may speak the truth
Inside the screen
I go to war
I say it’s not a war
I tell Americans stranded in warzones to make me cookie sandwiches
I call it the greatest war
I say Bibi started it
I say no one starts wars except me
I get bigly huge checks from Saudi Crown Prince
I say I end all wars
I say no one’s ever ended more wars
I declare war on people who vote bad
I say I never lost an election
I end the war
I still send more troops over there
I just ended all wars
I declare homecoming parade for troops leaving home to fight the war that I never declared that I already won but I’ll send all the troops over there even as I bring ‘em all home to go back to war
I discover a sandwich inside the war
I wish it was cookies
I always also eat the sandwich
I always find more cookies inside the sandwich