Most Marvelous Lady Gymnast
I twist past Fox News at the Kia dealership
where they are checking my cruise control for gremlins;
I ignore the "it's Dems fault" shout out on the talk radio
as they drive me to work.
I tune out the "Palin" t-shirt my coworker is wearing.
My unmarried, single mother, makes less than 40K a year coworker
I mean, honestly, how IS she a Republican?
OK, tuning it out. Again.
I hate Joe the Plumber
and Joe Sixpack
and this kneejerk need to talk about Bill Ayers
like he was the single American Taliban
who personally whispered directions to Obama.
I've switched my morning routine
from news and weather
to Cartoon Network.
Now, I never know the highs and lows
in either the stock market
or the clear blue skies.
-- Hezekiah's Version
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