The box day

Nobody came, nobody came, nobody came.

Today, as of the fourth. Was the box day.

“Go and box it, it's the cool, hip thing to do, even as an agnostic, creatively conservative entertainer, go and vote.” That was the voice.

What once came with enthusiasm, felt hollow now. Don't know why I come, what it's for and personal matter most empty. I do it anyway. Don't feel any kudos.

I came, the Draconian voting measures were in place. Some people put them in place.

The toxic burp of the cherry diet cola, most toxic. Along with having to go to and back to get my passport that my birth certificate, did not verify.

Another meeting where I had to act low status, time to go back to the car.

Only felt the clean care of the seat that took be to and back was the thing a felt.

It happened, that happened. Was it duty? Was it excitement? I can only describe the feelings and I can't. Indifference.

No. Blamed if I do, Blamed if I don't. I did smile. Let the pundits have there take.