We don’t know any more
where our lives belong
or even where to hide.
The walls of home
hold nothing up
or out
and the door hangs slack
on the hinge.
Where have our lives gone ?
I consult the news
and the world ended
several days ago.
Today it’s ending
all over again.
Where have our lives gone ?
What now is home ?
Mad with fear
we elect our maddest
to be our leaders. They promise to guide
us to the dry land
of their frantic dreams.
We shall construct
new homesteads there
from the flotsam
of frantic dreams.
Rogan Wolf