Last Call
Life! What approbations to recall?
A solace that never was – Utopia
Should such love get forgiveness?
The seminal seeds of such a cast…
Claims of the spurious narcissistic
Ah! Words, rescind not a sarcoma
lying brashly, filling its poison vial
long swallowed - bona fide denial!
(1/10/2021)
Nearing their curtain’s final fall, they fly
as the geese and monarchs; to warmth they hie
To hobble where once trees stood: golf courses,
smoothed for their lazy electric horses…
Chilled hearts and aching bones pay for the sun
Fenced off for their guarded and landscaped fun
For barely a stone-throw away, poor shakes,
Ripple the divide, hazing man-made lakes…
There they sweat through long sartorial jokes
fearing beams may strike a cancerous stroke
Whites and pastels their preferred uniform
Clearly labeled for their clubs’ garish norm…
Cloistered, they are already neatly packed
Boxed close for flames: coffins securely-stacked.
(3/5/18: ’06 Formula 37PC i/ii DMS)
Copyright © Susan Woodrow | Year Posted 2021
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