Election Day
I've lived my life to end it, neatly,
since the day the sky fell, or maybe
even always. I shrugged off strings,
neither married nor marionette, slept
in a room with one door, my cold feet
never far from the floor. Some nights
I screamed at shadows, dared the steps
to echo closer. Resigned to a run, I
expected ugliness eventually.
But then you. Hope, courage, all
those evolving energies that expose
our underbellies, leave us open.
The roots make it hard to hide,
and I wear shame like a guilty glutton
under dressing room lights.
I forgot this was coming.
I forgot the world was out there.
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