She's rising in politics.
Filled with the yeastof what they say It Takes.
Rising in politics,
for what purpose, she
doesn't know (though she
pretends to), except that
she likes being lifted
by the lifters, placed
by the placers.
She's rising in politics
toward higher office, well
above the People, whatever
they are. She speaks, she
greets, she gestures. Agrees
with certain persons, word-cuts
others. She's rising
with her husband and children,
who are photographed.
She became a politician,
a creature of seems, a
player of positions, dull
drama with consequences.
She falls in line, meets-with,
speaks--providing a mouth
for the ventriloquists. She flies
and of course, lies.
She rises, a balloon above
the people, who get smaller
and smaller.
Hans Ostrom 2022
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