Waiting for the comedown
from the profligate disaster,
with a spendthrift turned
to spender by necessity.
There is a kind of bunker,
hopefully, about us made
of dark brick because
it's really dark inside.
Spendthrift is a cheater
somehow. Being jealous
about him does no good,
but fuels nostalgia for now,
which is like jumping right
over what is happening.
