Dumb-looking as a rock band

 

Somebody tell me how to

Keep politics from making

Me insane, water torture

Of false voices pledging,

Hammer beaten signs—let us

Bow our heads, my dad would say,

Supper steaming on service

Station china, the prayer like

The pause before a payoff

Pitch—we were dumb to any

Frenzy, to circling sharks,

To barroom arguments,

We were dumb looking as a

Rock band before their big break.

Somebody tell me how to

Travel back to Mom’s haircut

Chair, when Brrr Rabbit and Brrr

Fox were close as we came to

Political operatives.