The Common Good

Imagine democracy believed in,
as common as a cold, not washing
your hands so it will spread,

the man in your bed so democratic
he’s another people, watching you
insert your contacts and a horror

surfaces and he enters you
to hide it, with a lack of
tenderness you could not expect.

You see now the effect of democracy,
this man you love abstract suddenly
in his so fascinating fear of

your eye going in, and a desire
that makes you common shakes
the two of you, unbelievable

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