we knock on doors in the night
clipboard in hand, fingers clutched around a blue highlighter.
who will answer the door, what mood, a smile or a frown,
a slam, a NO, an appreciation, we don't know until
the moment
the door opens and someone appears
we check the appropriate boxes and hope our
guy will win in four days, for four more years.
Demining the Strait of Hormuz
1 day ago
No comments:
Post a Comment