of course there will be
wednesday
morning quarterbacks & pundits
still
incessantly chattering in the streets
&
months before the old president
finds
his way to a cold steel cell
or
he finds a way of fleeing with his entourage
for
another tax escape haven
but
i'm pretty sure most people
will
take a deep breath
hopefully
with their masks still on
looking
for a way to carry on from here
maybe
we're four years on the doomsday clock
or
four minutes
unless
something new really takes hold
glacial
melts & forest fires
make
for an apocalyptic soup
too
much salt or allspice on both sides of the equator
sorry
i have but one tongue
for
two cheeks
my
pair of deuces are little more than a bluff
if
you want to scream
maybe
do it in the woods
before
the trees go bare
if
you don't like an echo
leave
your phone behind
--- e b bortz
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