sugar plum president

blistered fingers
awaiting a new world order
of blacks and whites and purples,
reds and blues
and it's all for you, honey,
it's all true!
same aches, troubles, groans and sighs
but maybe this time we'll catch the flies
that are buzzing 'round
and 'round
swirling down and down.
fling me up and push me back
to the time when i was a kid and life was so
big
because that's what it feels like now.