Beat Poem (Edited)

Dear Rachel Maddow,

Please wear your glasses,
the ones with the thick frames,
as you tell me the truth.
Tell me the truth

About the spent fuel rods
at Fukushima Daiichi
and the threat of nuclear radiation.
Tell me the truth

Is Christine O’Donnell a witch?
Please say no. Because
I like witches and I hate Christine.
Tell me the truth

Is Christine related to Rosie?
Please say no. Because
I like Rosie and I hate Christine.
Tell me the truth

Have you read Ann Coulter?
The pin-up doll for
Republican masturbation?
Tell me the truth

Will you wear a blazer,
I don’t care which one,
as you tell me the truth?
Tell me the truth

Will you wear sneakers and jeans
with your blazer?
Fuck fashion, you’re hot!
Tell me the truth

Do you like my hair?
My braided binary codes?
My twisted DNA double helix?
Tell me the truth

Do you prefer triangles or squares?
Though really, they both
dream they are circles.
Tell me the truth

If Donald Trump is elected,
could we evaporate into
the Milky Way?
Tell me the truth

Why are you so articulate?
I could nibble your eloquence
as you tell me the truth.
Tell me the truth

Would it be weird if I asked you
to read me the phonebook?
I rapture at your vocal frequency.
Tell me the truth

If we were both eighteen
could we hold hands
and protest against…anything?
Tell me the truth

Do you like dogs?
Dachshunds, specifically?
I have a dachshund.
Tell me the truth

Will you come over for dinner?
I will count to nine in French!
There will be vermouth.
Tell me the truth.