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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