DIPLOMACY
DIPLOMACY BLUES
The dragonfly lands on my writing paper
matches my outfit red-wings The sky
hydrangea It won’t get more maudlin Stay
It feels like we are hovering on the precipice
Obama stammers now grey & bent He of the
mythology: No red States No blue States We are
the United States No you’re not
I want a list of names Now scatter
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Fall 2013
songanddancegirl 