O Idaho Senate with your flourishes
Your contemplative strength
How the
House has teeth so much sharper
Ode To The Senate
O Senate with your kind men and tough women
You strut as if these endings
were your making
Why do you own acts so cruel?
For in your faces lies a sadness, in your eyes aquifers rise
The blood of
a million and a half lives hangs around you
Will you listen to its cry?
O Senate your demons are the sly ones
Men with voices more self righteous
than mine (
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Nicole LeFavour/ Notes from the Floor
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