Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Living in Fear

Impress me with your will to live in fear
Surrounded by the ever-present sharks.
There's always numbskulls with their leaking arks
And half-baked plans to to clear the atmosphere,
But you don't want the cure. You read Shakespeare
And Robespierre. You know we're easy marks
For writers who can set off a few sparks,
Or easy answers. Everything is clear:

Archangel Michael left you in the lurch
Facing down demons twenty-eight feet tall,
You made bold false remarks about the Fall
And, while the vultures ogled from their perch,
You drank the Pinot Gris they served in church.
Your will to live in fear astounds us all.

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