BachelorAfter the moon waned, after it had shone, I found a way to live alone. Grumpy Husband I am a man who has seen the years go by. I took and take it out on everyone I see. My wife alone has been good to me. She—of all these—was first to die. Dullard No comet ever complained in Earth’s atmosphere. But I, a man, have burnt out here. Alcoholic No fish has fault but I, fish-eater, die of the malt. Gossip I sought out glamor, the next minute, talk. What happened to me, what made me balk? Saint A saint who thought he had a swelled head, who was through sinuous imagery misled to think it common sense— died, with a wince. But especially the idea of Saint he thought was quaint which, in this author’s mind, would grant his being pined.
~ David Francis