I am not one to belong

from this week in May, 2012  (I was 67)

I am not one to belong to an organization

but I am not disorganized nor am I

anti-organization for the common good

commonly decided unionization

for instance to negotiate contracts

with financially advantaged

politically influential partisans

who call themselves management

without the mis- so often apparent

I want to flock with right wing pacifists

who know they can’t fly without a left wing

I play golf like a right-brain leftist

with a gang playing like left-brain rightists

and a guy named no-brain-Wayne

who hits the ball long and says fuck ‘em all

from well inside his flask by the fourth hole

And its okay by me nobody plays by the rules

I got my own game and guess they are the same