especially when nasty elephant
(named Thomas the pachyderm)
stomping to break loose courtesy tether,
where antibodies of mine
struggle to band together
loosely analogous to voters
standing in a queue
waiting to cast their vote
(while Georgia on my mind
wafts thru wireless earbuds)
tickling the fanciful notion
Raphael Warnock
leads runoff by barb of a feather.

Unseen discombobulated
enemy Republican forces
invades my body, I feel aware
when a platoon of green berets
airborne, and enfilading
immune system viz