Silence in Washington

 Silence in Washington
  
 Sunday dawn,
                                     people
 are mulling about
 on the green lawns
 making chunky stew
 over camp fires,
 drinking coffee
 and talking
 it over
  
   and all around them
 the green trees are hung 
 with the dead senate
 noose throated, their
 guts hanging 
 from their mouths
 like plastic garbage bags.