he'd play
ball, drink, have fun,
have a scotch on the rocks
and a cigar
once in awhile.
a burger at the local
pub, a sports fan
of various teams, he whistled
and flirted with women.
and then he met Sally.
a long legged former
beauty queen back in
the day. way way back
in the day.
now he's marching
to save the ta ta's,
wearing pink,
he's cooking
and cleaning, watching
her grandkids all day.
which is all fine,
but he wants to disband
the police, bring in
the social workers.
he even quit his job
to spend more time with
his herb garden and dog.
on weekends he separates
his paper, plastic, cans
and has adopted a road
that he walks picking up trash.
another good thing, but
i've actually seen him
in the kitchen wearing an apron
over his save the whale t-shirt,
as he cut off the crust
of organic cucumber sandwiches.
Dick Butkus used to be
his hero,
but now it's Gret Thunberg.
he traded in his old GTO
for a Prius and
tells me that he's evolved,
but in my mind
he's so far left, he's almost
gone.
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