the Siene does not run red
Eiffel still stands, though both
a million miles farther from our hotel
than they were at our last meal
had we not had a cancelled cruise
we would be listening to blue waves'
soft song in Nice
not now, instead
we hear the sirens' cacophony
premature dirges for the dead
wails of the maimed, yet
unnamed
tomorrow, their biographies will be
in print, their families numb in disbelief
longing for belief
and wishing numbers could be
reversed: 11-13-15, 9-11-01, 12-07-41
or perhaps AD plus one
when will this end, and
how much farther from Eve's
curious breach can we fall
Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 11:12 PM UTC
the Siene does not run red
Eiffel still stands, though both
a million miles farther from our hotel
than they were at our last meal
had we not had a cancelled cruise
we would be listening to blue waves'
soft song in Nice
not now, instead
we hear the sirens' cacophony
premature dirges for the dead
wails of the maimed, yet
unnamed
tomorrow, their biographies will be
in print, their families numb in disbelief
longing for belief
and wishing numbers could be
reversed: 11-13-15, 9-11-01, 12-07-41
or perhaps AD plus one
when will this end, and
how much farther from Eve's
curious breach can we fall
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