a feeling
of dread
a suspicion
of wasted time
my belly
tensed waiting
for the
sucker punch
thats how i go vote
headache in my bag
i only want
my economic unit
to play a funkier
more compassionate
marching tune
but for a while i will hold time here
hold
today
like
a
baby
bird
feel its staccato heart
and savour the possible taste
of
possibility
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