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Elizabeth Mathes Poem
After the Election
I switch off the post-race pixels, daring them to awaken
disturbed sleep presses chaotic highways into sheets, I awaken
the squirrel scurries across the coaxial cables
chubby jowls desperate to outlive the chill, a cat awakens
I lift the compost lid, recycling my own disbelief
frozen molecules of putrid air slice my nose, senses awaken
in the four-billion-year- old dawn, a fisherman stirs
he pokes a sleeping bundle, his grandson’s delight awakens
my office key wrestles with the curmudgeon lock
everything is, as it was, but more worthy of vigilance, I awaken
Elizabeth Mathes, 2016
Copyright © Elizabeth Mathes | Year Posted 2016
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