I’d rather not waste the ink
To try and tell you what I think
There’s other poets that can write
The truths that I will never know
The words much better for the show
GoodBye
The endgame
No good moves left
No discussions
Worth having
No more lunches
With the brilliant
Or the famous
Only the final steps
Of the last cold trail.
Silence
There is silence
In my heart.
Not love
Not fear
Only silence.
Judgement
I read a few
Of your poems today.
After I digest
Five poems
My gut tells my mind
Its opinion.
The Bureaucrat’s Carol
Spreadsheets and paperwork
all done up in care
Wrapped up next year’s budget
in amazing detail
It’s time to report
that all is quite well
I’ve jolly support
and am gladdened to tell:
I’ll issue a Merry Christmas
I’ll issue a Merry Christmas
I’ll issue a Merry Christmas
and a Happy New Year!
All properly done in triplicate form
1999-XMAS-9-OPM (modified)
You’re entitled by law to a modicum of cheer
we’ll assign you a relatively good New Year
We’re closing the office and
locking the door
I think there’s a shutdown
and can’t disclose more
But…
I’ll issue a Merry Christmas
I’ll issue a Merry Christmas
I’ll issue a Merry Christmas
and a Happy New Year!