to talk politics. always.
he tells me
he's reading the constitution
the magna carta
the bill of rights.
he's pondering
running for mayor, or
something
in his small town
of one hundred.
he says the police
are too scary,
they should wear pastel
colored clothes.
pinks and blues, soft greens,
and be armed
with water pistols.
more stimulus
checks, please.
more government
gifts.
everything should be free.
i yawn, and smile,
and ask
him where the remote
is.
i think there's a game on.
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