Wednesday, June 10, 2015


If we still had consuls and I was eligible
(And I’m as fit for the job as Caligula’s horse
Though not so handsome) then a year
Might be given my name. A high honor
But not unalloyed. If it brought disaster
How would it feel to hear people thankful
That Larry was gone at last? If it went well
How to deal with wide eyes turning dark
With resignation that I stand before them
And not the good days come back again?

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