Poem 357

The first verse is a true story … up to you whether you take the second as being about exhausted passion or erectile disfunction …

Futility

Four years old
hiding behind the garage
putting purloined match
after match to the end
of a roman candle
saying
              that's funny
              it went last night


something similar could be said
for us this morning
the burnt out spine of love
lies on the soaking lawn
having shot its bolt
                                      of stars