When—Now

When did the global depression

begin

 

When did the leaves start to

wither and fall

 

When did the answers start questioning

themselves

 

When did the love vanish that springtime

recalls

 

Now, every method begets nothing

but madness

 

Now, the rotten pudding harbors proof

deep within

 

Now, every deal is dealt from

the bottom

 

Now, disowned and orphaned

—the truth cowers in sin

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2015)

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