Kit Kelen #185 - election day

185

election day

reasons to toss out the Tories

we're not the haters

they hate that

numbers they live with

could be ours

however high you count

they count higher

ours, yours, mine, theirs

hard to call

those with more

are loath to let go

can you tell me which mob

stole the country? whose was it before?

It's just that I'm interested

I just want to know

and where are we, where have we put that border?

and how far are we prepared to go?

those gone in the bomb attack,

they were elsewhere, they weren't ours

we can hardly count them

can't identify the body

those people locked up on the island

let them swim for it

o cruel freedom

free country – you can walk away

from the dole

from the difficult dangerous job

from family and future

the past and the doctor

from the truth

from the facts of the matter

do I have feelings yet?

is it my turn to say?

how far deep down

do you have to know?

we're not the haters

and they hate that

two lines at the booth

and I vote for the sausages

I vote for

the moment to stop right here

in the gated communities

in the suburbs locked down

I'd vote for myself

I forgot to stand

they hold a camera to my head

I wince – I'm embarrassed

to get what I chose

another dose of collective hypnosis

it's the day after

and sunshine's the winner

it's ringing in my ears