Delilah Reincarnated as Melania Trump Confides
You don’t know that after the barber cuts,
I soft blow the loose hairs from the furrow
in his collar. Listen closely, trying to suss
out his weakness. I know he must burrow
it. He said it was pussy but dodged
any accusations against him. I’m convinced
it was Russia but America shrugged.
Tell me your weakness, my love, my prince.
He thinks my question is flattery, thinks
I’m flirting. Thinks this is a joke between us.
As he grunts above me at night I think
of binding him to Capitol pillars.
The look of defeat would be worth the years
of sweat, pawing hands, humiliation.
He answers I have none. Doesn’t know I fear
he’s telling the truth. So, dear nation,
yes, I stand up here, smiling, nodding. But,
each night I dream of having something to cut.
Image Credit: Egon Schiele, Old Brick House in Carinthia (1913)
Megan Waring is a poet, playwright and fiber artist who currently resides in Boston. She holds a BA in Creative Writing from Virginia Tech and is currently earning her MFA in poetry from the University of Massachusetts Boston, where she teaches. Her work is forthcoming or published in Salamander, Nailed Magazine, and Belle Ombre, among others. Her second co-authored play, Archer and the Yeti, was produced by Greene Room Productions in October 2019.