Political Poem: On Election Night, by Spencer Davis

The child ignoring punditry
backtracks away, election hubs
his mum and dad glued onto FOX –
Next door the pantry door was slammed.

Backtracking from domestic hubs
our sky forgets to cover up
the door next door that’s shatter-split
wherein people untaste digest

Our sky – exposed to mutterings
and anchor breakroom smells of chalk
the people partisans untie
(they sense the drawl about the polls).

Room unravelling a thread
expectedly like casted die.
Insatiate, the family meal,
the child consumes – no punditry.

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