when throwing stones has become a habit
the houses that are the target must be made of the same
cast away, first and second
but the last few are hard to swallow
from that cup of coffee with all the grounds
at the bottom
bellows stoke the fire whether from a mouth
or an accordion contraption
infrastructure flickers until the light goes out
politicians bicker until the bridge goes out
paying attention and making improvements
are so far from the same thing
as thoughts and prayers
and pall bearings
one with a lift and a walk carries those who came before
and the other only requires poorly filtered dirt
Roman Ryan 