Unwritten Clause

Momentary pause

The unwritten clause

Shutting the night down




The house smells like I remember

As a kid growing up

Holding moments in my head

Holding these moments

Until we all wept

The moments we spent in the house

Going away for a while

What we will have lost

We will have found



More fighting

Is it really needed

We are all tired

When we heard the call

And headed

Now more brutality

I thought we were headed

To civility

Goodness dear friends

What happened to us politically


When is the contest over

And the collaboration begin

When can we have forgiveness

For all of our vulgar sins

Not today I guess

As all hopes of civility

Renewed and put to the test