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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