Candidate Brew

womyn
white, tight
business suits
men
black, slacked
brooks brothers
clumsily
crumpled –
sprawled across my living room
in a candidate brew's induced
slumber

opened bottle caps
clunk, clunk, cranked
into odd shapes
scattered in the living room
juxtapose
conservative
values
of my parents'
book club
party

I hope the
rough edges
of metal –
rusted, cracked, once
alcohol hedges –
leave a mark
on the cherry oak floorboards

dear lord –
my family is a bunch
of Republicans!