It is the season of vote.
His usual polling place
at Horace Mann Elementary
School is closed. He caucuses
around the corner under a tree
with golden leaves. This
is where he learns how much
he hates Descartes. How
can you believe a person
is just one big brain?
He will declaim enmity
before sunset. Have a beer
and refuse to learn French.
I belch, therefore I am.