Aaron Sorkin by Summer Breeze

the final rub is always here
to stay and witness the jackals emplode
or leave
before the towers topple
“the phalic Washington monument
fits nicely on it’s side
inside the gigantic cathedral”
where is Aaron Sorkin the brilliant
writer of our dreams
of a compassionate West Wing
the logical
my jake grows weary
of arrows pinging
from other men’s insecurities
seeing their own reflection
there is shelter from the storm
‘they’ get their fry day
we have our mon day
mon o mon
give jake back to jake
and to us