PhillySound: new poetry

Barack Obama is My New Bicycle

Because Barack Obama made me balloon

animals, bought me a pony, saved me

the last red velvet cupcake.

Because Barack Obama added me

as a friend, left me two new photo

comments, wrote on my FunWall.

Because Barack Obama built me

a robot, made me a mixtape, thought

I could use some candy.

Because Barack Obama asked about my

day, poured me a cup of coffee, Tivo'd Battlestar

Galactica for me when I worked late.

Because Barack Obama sorted my laundry, paid

my parking tickets, spent the whole afternoon

setting up my new wireless router.

Because Barack Obama ran back into a burning

building to rescue my baby, got my cat out of

the tree, saved me from drowning.

Because invoking the tongue-in-cheek fangirl feels

easier, & hope without irony feels foreign, & I'm tired

of feeling it's best not to get too excited about anything.

Because if a Will.I.Am video featuring Scarlett

Johannsen & John Legend can choke me up, then

anything is possible, even change.

Happy Voting, kittens.

love, jenn mccreary.

PS:

Barack Obama told me he really wanted to meet

you, told me to tell you he said "hello," took off

when he heard you weren't coming.

*with thanks to www.barackobamaisyournewbicycle.com*