What is offered
Super Tuesday
The rain plasters us to the walls
like pulpy
paper bills.
Pools gather frigid under brilliant banners of red
and gold
and blue,
like advertisements you wish you could stand under
to get out of the hail.
Our breath
lingers in white clouds as we attempt to think
despite the squinting chill of doubt and snow.
We are electing to take the nearest hand
when drenched
and shivering
in the storm without shelter -
that is our choice.
That is our right.
Lucky us.
-FW
The rain plasters us to the walls
like pulpy
paper bills.
Pools gather frigid under brilliant banners of red
and gold
and blue,
like advertisements you wish you could stand under
to get out of the hail.
Our breath
lingers in white clouds as we attempt to think
despite the squinting chill of doubt and snow.
We are electing to take the nearest hand
when drenched
and shivering
in the storm without shelter -
that is our choice.
That is our right.
Lucky us.
-FW