Triggers
at today's press conference
a young woman journalist
widely respected and admired
asked the great world leader
if there was enough
misery and discomfort
he could dispense on others
to relieve his inner pain
gwl imploded in a rage
yelling in an orange howl
how that was a stupid unfair question
ordered the immediate removal
of the journalist's press credentials
threatened to have her
entire news organization deported
and as the ss led
her roughly to the exit
she shouted back a warning
in the general direction of the podium
that was hard to hear precisely
in all the resulting commotion
something about the grave danger
to the world posed
by gwl's failing mental health
later that night
a frantic gwl was posting
about left-wing lunatics
from his asocial media platform
incoherently ranting
as if somehow his fingers
were twirling in a blender
or his big toe were stuck
in an electric socket
repeating how
he only wanted more
for the great people
of his great nation
the tenor the tone
the urgency of
the monologue would make
even his most devoted followers
believe his head was about to pop
without the makeup
sans the coif
that his face must be contorted
puffing red and hiding
underneath the vitriol
the shrinking visage
of his inner child
easy to imagine him alone
in the royal night chamber
his body wrapped in
a tent of billowing satin pajamas
whispering desperate words
triggered by someone who pulled
the cord to a bright light
in the darkened room
that had not been illuminated
for a long while
or lit the fuse to a bomb
packed there in his belly
that he somehow knew
was waiting decades to explode
muttering non sequiturs about
making it all stop about
wanting to be admired
by everyone who mattered
not just by the good folks
in his loyal base
about whom it had been
previously reported
he referred to
as basement dwellers
to be acknowledged
and embraced just once
by a loving father figure
all the glory and praise
to be bestowed upon him
before he had to take
the unforgettable steps
in the final act
of the tragedy
by blowing it all up