an accidental collaboration between me and Jeff

If Joe Ramos were in office
the economy would be fixed
with produce—
vegetable stands
and broken down mustangs.
So many people came to our door
asking to buy it,
so many beard-havers
and their khakis,
all wanted a piece of that sweet action,
plush dice dangled on the rear view
a good surrogate ball sac
for the masses
who lack our endowment
and our tomato plants.
They wanted them so bad
like reality stars,
and reality stardom.