If the comet came
to us this morning, headed
straight into the sea,
but exploding first
into flame out fragments flashing
on the fast way down,
I would shake apart
and cringe. I would not stand up
and cry out like Lear
in the coming storm.
I would lose the world like Mom
lost her son only
she could save her son
and I would not possibly
in the remotest
chance be able to
save the world.
May 4, 2013 8:37 AM
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The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.