Now—Then

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 straight

  from the bottom

 

Now, disowned and orphaned

   —the truth cowers in sin

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2015)

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