Putin:
the tennis,
the boogeyman for the year,
the red herring and sideshow,
the portrait we slap
on top of the shit we've flung at walls,
the complex tongue we only learn the cusses to.
So look in the mirror, friend,
before you wash your face
in the morning.
For there's
the headline in person:
there's your Putin
staring back at you.
Cutting through the noise:
the real deal. There's Vlad
- the tennis,
the back and forth of it all.
Look nice and hard now, Simba,
at who is staring back.
Same thing goes for me.
Look nice and hard,
wash your face
and hope to remember
just what it was you saw.
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