It's not that there's no right way to,
it's that awful things have not broken
and everyone is fully paid in.
A little catastrophe would make
things simpler for the ethically
oriented and aid discretion
in finding its choices.
The calendar is not
on the verge of changing
and while the Gregorians
chant longer, the Romans
had more to lose.
Knowing nods
indicate at-a-loss,
as self consciousness
attempts to become
that which literature
and liquids
are always suspicious.
Whispers decline passivity
as shortness breathes
little fires, Zippo gasps,
ready to inflame the collective
that the source always rejects
until its conflagration
eats its mentors and its
parents.
Roman Ryan 