Not Our Town

I don’t think
You think of it

The problems that you cause
That what’s your fault
It isn’t mine
And mine
Does not belong to you

We go the way
Of the world
So to say
Noise for noise
Anger for anger

What’s the end
Some kind of disaster
Unclimaxed
Which would be real
Lack of material
Resolution

One of us withdraws
As in leaves
The other lets it
Without
Resolution

Because it seems
We can do no better
In the world
Not in Gaza
Which is hardly fair
For comparison
Not in
Nothing like
Mister Wilder’s
Or
Our town

C L Couch


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