Send Burlington Back to Moscow!



It doesn’t matter that it doesn’t matter because it still does.


I can’t get away from the definition of various particles and the wearing down

Of meanings.


Love fell on my head like a roof,

Keeping the snow out during the thrush of winter.


What I loved most about my teenage years  was the ski trips to Vermont.

Back then It was an innocent state where citizens weren’t strangled by ideas.


I don’t know how it fell from grace.


I don’t know how an ideological fanatic like Bernie Sanders was allowed

To suck maple syrup from the trees and make the green hills brown.


I don’t know how stupid young people were sucked into the udder

Socialism of  Bernie’s failure to understand the bread lines in Russia.


We should put Burlington on a barge with Bernie and send it back to Moscow.

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David Lawrence

David Lawrence

David Lawrence has a Ph.D. in literature. He has published over 200 blogs, 600 poems, a memoir “The King of White-Collar Boxing,” several books of poems, including “Lane Changes.” Both can be purchased on He was a professional boxer and a CEO. Last year he was listed in New York Magazine as the 41st reason to love New York.

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