With a Bang?
With a Whimper?
How does one face The Future?
Plans made and laid and paid,
The best of plans gone astray.
Hair piles up in the corner
Of the shower and you shiver
To think it is your own. Flit —
These thoughts down the drain.
Brave face skeets into the world
With fresh laundered raiment and tinkly
Bracelets. Little Louis Heels click
Across the Saltillo Tiles with purpose
And gentle might. Down the hall The
Peloponnesians are at it again, but no matter,
Whoever wins this war, they will need dauntless
Soldiers to carry the dead and mend the wounded.