<\/p>\n
I have just lit my last cigarette.<\/p>\n
A last mouthful of cold coffee sits in the cup.<\/p>\n
It is snowing ice.<\/p>\n
Grey dust seeps through my cracked windows.<\/p>\n
I have two choices for dinner: cheap vodka or nothing.<\/p>\n
…….<\/p>\n
My love a light swan<\/p>\n
flew south with my last<\/p>\n
stale bread crusts in her beautiful beak<\/p>\n
(I haven’t written a poem in a week).<\/p>\n
……..<\/p>\n
The bed next door creaks a last<\/p>\n
sad song of neighborly passion<\/p>\n
(Love is so unequally rationed.)<\/p>\n
……….<\/p>\n
Trains rumble by outside to<\/p>\n
imaginary Auschwitzes,<\/p>\n
shaking me out of dreams<\/p>\n
(I hear the crosses scream).<\/p>\n
…………<\/p>\n
The church across the street<\/p>\n
fills this Sunday<\/p>\n
with hunched over creatures<\/p>\n
tired from the morning’s marketing<\/p>\n
(the sky is slowly darkening).<\/p>\n
………….<\/p>\n
Alone, even death refuses<\/p>\n
to greet me, to come down<\/p>\n
from the hills where it<\/p>\n
waits among the well spaced pines.<\/p>\n
…………..<\/p>\n
Empty at last, I wait.<\/p>\n
One thing is sure — the show goes on.<\/p>\n
My responsibility?<\/p>\n
To last, to get the work done.<\/p>\n
………..<\/p>\n
I put out my cigarette and pick up my last dry pen.<\/p>\n
Now, it is time to think.<\/p>\n
Poetry hidden, is what lasts\u00a0 — life insurance.<\/p>\n
All genius genetic, a question of endurance.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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