On Voting

Unloading the dishwasher made me puerile,

sorting overlooked ramekins back into the sink,

I thought I better make sure I go home and

vote in person in 28 or 29

and either trick my dad into mailing his vote in,

don't worry dad I'll get this to the post office,

honest,

or put a Xanax in his tea 

and turn his alarm off

or put a Xanax in his tea and offer

to drive him to the polling station

and then just leave the car down the beach instead.

I'm bang out of patience,

this is all I have left to game out.

I don't have time for much else,

building community is just finding

people who will enable this 

kind of behaviour,

dump me in the deep end

wave a hanky

and send me on my way.