sometimes I dream about
particular politicians
I shan’t grace them with names
but they are real
left right and centre
as repellant in slumber
as they are in quasi-servitude
shysters and chancers all
I confront and accuse
they so confidently assured
condescend and haughtily dismiss
their self-righteousness is manifest
I do not betray myself
my loathing is the same
in dreams as it is in life
when I awake I’m pleased
by my constant self
it’s only later
I realise I’m awash
with self-righteousness too
so
pro tem
I say to them
amen
.
Jeff Cloves
.