Cheshire In Effigy Poem by Raj Dronamraju

The kid from the gulag perched high on his shoulder
Maintenance Disney accomplishes conspiracy with sleep
Run past an elder, marauders in his pockets
His is the Cheshire effigy with the smile the public is sick of

Trophy team pinpoints the location of talking
Speech or the sound of a stringed instrument plucked
It goes plung-plung-plung
Played for the enjoyment of the Cheshire effigy with the smile that makes the public throw up

Phone photographers with shaking desire
Snap the scene of the dilapidated estate
We all lived there, worked the property and took our meals together
The phone photographer also catches an image of the Cheshire effigy
That is a photo that will be deleted later

Debbie does handsprings outside the Hollywood set future
Nothing is real except the pretending
The flags are all raised for the Cheshire effigy
Nothing is real and he smiles on behalf of an indifferent America