Tuesday, September 11, 2007

End Times at Maggie's Diner. (square poem #1)










"If there's justice
in this
world or

a god in the next
you'll get your
eggs before me.

I know what's coming.
I do.
Brave to read the signs.

I can survive on
kale and goat cheese
I've been practicing.

Stick with me
and I promise
that you will

be able to
live in what's left of New York
for next to nothing."


If there's justice
in this world
or a god

in the next one
you'll get your
eggs before me and

sit here
in prophecy
as the endings change.

I'm going
back to Halifax
to hear my sister

shake hearts
with a mezzo range.
No one

will ever
believe what a shy
child she was once.

6 comments:

ailidh briar said...

these last two are the best by far, methinks.
i think this is a good challenge you've set yourself - actually i have a series of year long challenges for myself, too - i was thinking today i needed a calendar on which to mark successful days. perhaps i need a blog.

moonflower said...

Aw, you put me in a poem! I'm touched.

Gordon said...

Ah ha! I fixed the HTML, now it/they can be read both ways.

g.

Anonymous said...

wow gordon, this one is really something.

Gordon said...

Hi clay!

g.

Anonymous said...

this one is my favourite by far