Tet

Reloading on a genuflect & sweltered in unease Defoliants idly dripping from indifferent trees A counterfeit alibi, a swim out past the sandbar With pale smoke cascading down into the reservoir & eventually there will be An everywhere where you are not A pitiless blitz of nothingness & lapsing faults that I forgot Beyond the hour that we assent & let it turn dark A tenebrous ash to estimate the watermark & once a thousand score autumns rise & go Another golden cloud will wither over in its flow Eventually I'll find comfort in An everyday where you are gone You will recede from my routine So just enjoy & let's carry on Maybe you can ask Him if this was all a ploy (I mean, we always knew what was coming next) & how does He like His blue-eyed boy