lindsey baggette

 

Leader Ghazal

While we were dancing we thought Kim Jong-il

should know we think only of Kim Jong-il.

 

We keep our elbows on our stomachs and

frown in the springtime sun like Kim Jong-il.

 

There are two rainbows in a circle.

Perhaps it’s a birthday for Kim Jong-il.

 

Where are you going with those mustard jars?

We’re not going to throw them at Kim Jong-il.

 

My grandma plays Scrabble alone in the hall

while I’m making models of Kim Jong-il.

 

We see footage of the astronaut; if

he slips he will fall into Kim Jong-il.

 

Who is that lovely boy in a bow-tie?

I blush but he’s looking at Kim Jong-il.

 

London spreads jam on her toast and shivers.

The figure looks just like a Kim Jong-il.