Predilections and other predictions
Until the storm arrived
everything was clear.
Then who should call
but him, now leading
Leading Operations
and things of merit.
The New Ages ushering
bright tomorrows forever
& ever & ever. Heralded.
It's what those talking
heads had feared together
at their little tables.
So when thick flies
thump against the screen
I say, so much for life
and then nod at nobody.
Later, when the rains came
there was no cleansing.