← v1n1, Spring 2002
Poetry · Volume 1, Number 1

from In Memory of Brother Dave Gardner

5.

Yeah! Like it was a fit topic!

Cocked that old bad shoulder,

looked out just as serious,

said "I want to talk to you

about erectile dysfunction

or E. D."

              I don't know

how many of you all's as weird

as I am, but when I heard that

I thought to myself, "E. D. Hm.

That stands for Elizabeth Dole."

~

Bless her heart.

She's gettin ready to run for the Senate

down here in North Carolina.

Got herself some extraordinary shoes to fill.

Old Jesse said he didn't have the health for it no more.

He'll still surprise you, though.

Other day an aide walked in on him

and he was up on his tippy-toes

twirlin around like a little old ballerina!

Aide said, "You okay, boss?

What're you doin?"

Said "I'm practicin for turnin over in my grave."