Sirens

(Great. We get to wake up and do it all over again. Hope for the best; plan for the worst-have a cheerful disposition or don’t get out of bed…)

In times when public services are operating sub-par: time shares,
human rights: resting on less common ground between parties: still on dry land and
refugee: flames setting everything in sight ablaze;
all things masculine like unrecognizable crowds of
people approaching the mouth of a forgotten sea: devoured-and the
romance collective starts building its own
political resolve (that rarely is):
incumbency-magically under water
with the sirens delicately
exchanging the ole obsidian scalpel.