What are you doing today... it's raining here.
Election day--it's over finally,
the money's paid. Time again to stare
angrily-complacently at your favorite program.
I get the feeling you don't give a damn
while they do whatever they want to (in your name).
Whoever's running what are on a spree,
a sponsored corporate bipartisan scam.
What are you doing today... from water's world
looms from below a cupola of faded voices
forms each petal of concentric breakers
the sceptre of the heart, mirrored centripetal
& rose out of dogwood splinters drifting coral
bronze veins plow the upturned air & the sea rejoices
Henry Gould | Island Road 25
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