Friday, March 30, 2018

 

The man who decided to do it anyway


regardless
of us,


who had gotten,
you see,
his Irish up.


He won’t change
for hottest spite


these
banging
years.


Though outward signs
of Yankee normality


prevail, dreams rip
our usual hands,


but not his.
And he laughs.

A fair disaster
and so he laughs!


Like life’s
a sale where


you buy your
own wind.

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