Demon-Winder, Democracy

… taking down all the dirty deeds of the meteors …

Blessed by Election Day, America, your voice will be heard
your love of all seasons being overtaken by the one
you come from all corners, and you corner all comers

Vote, jet airplane, you red, white and blue
blinking sacrament of democracy
against a digital sky of slate, glowing

Choice, jet fuel, you are hedonist, a bacchanaliast
blown high above the highest tent poles

Dictator’s licks are torn into the darkness
crying vixen of stars watches you pass
taking down all the dirty deeds of the meteors and the messengers

Demon-winder, democracy, you are fresh from a kill
and I love you

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