Dana Pertermann
Good Ol' Boys
Watchin' the Teevee,
he sees them liberals flashin' pictures
of some poor suckers
livin' like heathens in some other city
tryin' to get more money out of his pocket
for people he don't know
Lazy-good-for-nothin'-welfare-types
he snorts, as he opens
another bag of chips.
He gazes up at the photo
of his great-grandfather
with his wide grin and cowboy hat,
astride a great dark horse, lasso at his side
never needing someone else's bootstraps.
Why can't they all be like that?
passing time
brushing off the chilly air
my hands move up and down my arms
then come to rest in my lap
where both thumbs spin
my eyes dart back and forth
from the screaming couple on the corner
to the guy sitting next to me
blowing his nose
keeps me rather busy
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d Dana Lee Pertermann has been writing poetry and short stories for many years. Her work has appeared in EOTU Ezine and Mystic Horizon Press, and she has been a featured poet at the AuthorMe dot com Online Journal. She is working on a PhD in Archaeology in St. Louis, where she lives with her husband.
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