like there might not be
an escape
or a next
and the politicians blow out
one more fracking scheme
and the regiment of schemers
grows in the up-tick of the dow
and even on a cloudless day
the sun sneaks off before awakening
with strollers and blank stares from the street
and when night finally ellipses light
a million more stars have gone missing
when the eyes
have it
be sure & open them wide
--- e b bortz
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