Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Get out the Vote

Back corner last night
first time
reading Jim Dunn's book
makes me cry a little
while the jam
jams on
a candidate for mayor
peacocks by
for pretty eyes to see
through broken latticework
and another hole
punched by an angry man
in and out
of love.

We vote
ourselves silly
with anticipation
and say the same damn
things
every time.

The earth gets
warmer
and I can feel it
through
ice caps
fingerless fingers
mending hearts
with barbed wire
another night gone
gotten away from me
gone without so much
as a wave goodbye.

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