Thursday, January 28, 2010
State of Union
President touts his
laundry list to supporters,
raucous. Other band,
save when he fingers
schemes they feel
they’ve birthed, sits further down
on its hands. Why even be present
in such a pickling? For ritual and
for face time. Gangs
of Faces already too
familiar, collapsed from
the gravity of political angst.
Let’s vary the song and
send OUT the clowns.
Labels: Congress, President, State of Union
