(Thursday, Sept. 13)

My fellow Americans,

I just spent some time

In Vermont

You know, where all

the Gay people live

I walked the roads

And talked to folks

And that’s why I’m

Addressing you tonight

All that stuff

In our Platform

Is a crock of shit

I went to a Gay Marriage

We’ve got to tax the rich

Starting with me

The farmers gave me

Some herbs

And abortion?

Well, that’s up to

The lady

And war is stupid

And so is Limbaugh

We don’t need

Any F-35s

Now I want you to know

That I apologize

To gays and dogs

And women

I’m going to give

All my money

To free Mumia and Peltier

And fight to make Wall Street

Pay back the Bail-Out

Ann and I are going

To move to Vermont

And grow solar organic herbs

And that Buknatski guy

Who taught me to write like this

I’m going to do everything

That he tells me to do

So I’m sorry  I’m sorry

I’m soooo sorry

I was a rich asshole

Fraternity boy

But after my trip to Vermont

I have figured it out

And this is what all America

Should be about

(Hey, Peter, that rhymed–I’m getting good at this.)

And you can vote for me

If you want to

But I really don’t care

About that

I just want love

And justice and peace

And a trailer

In the Northeast Kingdom

With five cats and two dogs

And maybe a goat

And a pick-up

Up on cinder blocks

So Occupy Occupy Occupy

And gather fiddleheads

When they’re in season

And when poor people

And workers

Say they need benefits

And help

Don’t forget

There’s a very good reason

(Hey, I did it again.  Cool.)

Good night

Peter Buknatski

(We Wish)

Montpelier, Vt.