Meandering Poem by Ivan Donn Carswell

so what do you do
have another beer, stir
the bolognaise or shoot
something? You can try
all without guarantee
ennui will abate

in a day mortgaged to
circumspect reflection
relief of knowing comes
after the cockatoo’s ‘kiss
this’ salute and Mellencamp’s
“Way To Your Heart”

I haven’t lost the place
I marked in the Book of Life
the children are safe
and no news is good news –
so far it’s merely me
meandering
© 15 January 2010, I. D. Carswell