Election Day Eve 2020
by Stephanie Mesler
He commands an army of duds with nothing better to do and nothing much to lose.
They fly his machismo flag over their trucks with big dicks.
They stop traffic and make noise, demanding attention -
dateless boys who can't get a girl into the backseat without threats or bribes or both.
They're proud now, their king is proof that human shit can be shitty and still bask in glory.
They shout for a while and laugh -- they think they own the road and that's enough for the moment, owning the road is proof they can own the world.
But no one pays attention to toddlers stamping their feet
Traffic backs away or goes around them, spinning gravel, ignoring their tantrum.
They are alone with just each other and their combined insecurities.
They have no binkies and no blankies.
They are cold and hungry and afraid.
They go home to bed without any cookies.
Perhaps tomorrow they will grow up.
Election Day Eve 2020 is © 2020 Stephanie Mesler
