travel on a sheet of well-rehearsed silk
Covering the collection of people who have gathered
Hoping to take away just one message, thought, or sentence,
wanting to put it in their pockets to store in their arsenal of good-intentions
and "one-day" wishes.
A vague statement to withdraw from an account
of well-meaning one-liners.
Cat nip for the quote saps.
But I don't see a politician speaking.
It's my High School principal,
speaking in front of a crowded stadium filled with barely-adults
clad in red tents and cardboard hats.
She's telling us that today is great,
but it's tomorrow that matters.
I look around.
Waiting for others to catch on to the
anthropomorphic properties of our elected official.
But they're recalling their own histories.
I'm writing mine.
Emily Martin
Aug 28, 2012
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