Poems of the Week

Taylor at the Super Bowl: A Dispatch from The Tortured Poets Department

by Nicole Caruso Garcia

For Anna M. Evans, and with apologies to William Blake

“Taylor Swift Conspiracy Theory Is Embraced by Nearly 1 in 5 Americans, Poll Finds”
The New York Times

Taylor! Taylor! burning bright
In the skybox Sunday night,
What outlandish right-wing lie
Could tame thy popularity?

From Japan to Vegas sky
Just in time, thou cheer’st thy guy.
Fake romance! cry MAGA whiners,
Psyops rigged against the Niners!

And what cat-eyed queen’s swift arts
Could twist some undecided hearts?
And speak Dark Brandon’s name, promote
“Taylor’s Version” of the vote?

Fearing what thy fame enshrines,
Trumpers crap their Calvin Kleins.
What in hell? what toothless gasp
Dare rage at victories thou clasp?

When Time said Person of the Year
And Grammys held thy album dear,
Did Swifties smile thy work to see?
Did he who made Yuge Scam make thee?

Taylor! Taylor! burning bright
In the skybox Sunday night,
What outlandish right-wing lie
Dare tame thy popularity?