election time...
confused
and uncertain
all mixed
in the maze...
of faces
all masking
and eyes
in a daze...
with handshakes
and hugging
and kissing
small babes...
and laughing
at nonsense
and mixing
new names...
the screen
and the paper
shoot out
mixed clues...
new promises
flowing
and drowning
real views...
the script
is repeated
the off switch
is lost...
it leaves us
all rolling
like dice
we are tossed...
Joy Weare,
19th July, 2010.
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