#2445 --the end of everything is personal

 

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the end of everything is personal

for Beth Spencer

 

so it is with the cow gone down

a risk miscalculated

the cloying cadence of a ballad’s wrong

 

something’s going to get you for sure

a tissue and all fall

self much mattering

 

we do not know what will be

what’s next

and some have made this dogma

but in the end, you’re not

 

we come across intention then

S-catalogue of Armagged

that’s a tad deterministic

 

last bed, imagine!

as if you could sink in

but no!

 

it’s round the final furlong bend

still something in my shoe

or it might be the sock

 

the eye yet feels the speck long gone

 

the bird hangs by just a claw

from a fencewire barb

fair to say someone’s missed

 

like Dickens re-reading his own novel’s end

there’s a god weeps somewhere

                 for our loss

well after the event

 

it’s coming – doncha know