REGARDLESS OF YOUR VOTE
These tactics bear no fruit.
The tree stripped of its apples is like your pie lolling
It's a harsh day when you eat your words
Like the dry edges of what
You never meant at all.
I go down to the river with a hook and no bait.
I catch a bass by accident.
I eat the weather because it is a long day and
I am hungry.
I burp up a cloud.
You rain on my parade when you sprout out the old
In a democracy when a president is elected,
Regardless of your vote,
You are supposed to get behind him.
The Moslems will not let you keep your head
Just because you boast that you didn't vote for Bush.
DAVID LAWRENCE'S book, Lane Changes, was published by Four Way Books in 2007. He has over four hundred published poems and has previously appeared in The Adirondack Review.