Sunday, November 16, 2008

politicophobia. (there is such a thing)

I am afraid of podiums and lights
Audiences and mics
Freedom fighting and nights
And until January 2009
Everyone will have some form of it
Barack coincides with Bullets
Alliteration in Balconies and Betrayal
Bulletproof and Ballots
Bombers and Bin Laden
Too many B’s (bees) for my comfort
Ready to sting at a moments notice
We’ve come too far to be allergic to victory
Embrace the wound and let it rise.

-riv-

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