Matthew
Lovegrove
On
the night of the election
I
dreamt the president stepped
from
the white house
with
a civil war musket
trained
at reporters
who
were taken aback
but
not surprised
the
leader of the free world
was
brandishing an antiquarian firearm
and
calmly walking towards a helicopter
mouth
shut, ready to take flight
until
his bodyguards tackled
him
to the ground
and
the gun never went off once.
Matthew Lovegrove lives in the traditional, unceded territory of the Skwxwú7mesh and shíshálh Nations, works as a Curator in a small-town museum, and has released a series of folk albums under the name woodland telegraph.
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