In North Carolina
the primary has ended
with red sides and blue sides
and debate over which side
has been tainted more
by yellow journalism.
Red and blue
with an overlap of green
a crude but necessary accessory
(hopefully not to any
nasty scandals or crimes)
in the glove compartment
of the wisely-futuristic smart car
or boldly-defiant SUV
we travel to success
blend together
to put white in the middle
of it all
or not.
Tedious as it gets
sometimes to follow
the color model does change
for every election
and even the properties
of the base colors
are perpetually in flux.
This poem © 2014 Emily Cooper.
