My Vote

I am going down to the hardware store
to buy a tape-measure

I have much to measure

I have to measure my disgust for politicians.
Election year is coming; I have to sum-up the lies
tally half truths, cut and saw the promises into 
manageable fragments of about one truth 
by half of one lie, to a fact
or maybe half of a fact to a half truth.

I may buy one of those cloth measuring tapes 
the kind tailors use to size men up 
and just glue it to my TV screen.  

When they debate
I will be ready to measure my next vote, my 
half-hearted hanging chad
my one change to get it right, 
to fix all that is wrong 
with the world.

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