life on the half shell

the obvious is going to kill us,
the obvious is killing us.
we have escaped too long
anyhow,
our luck is used up.

as always, we reshape our
ranks and wait.

we haven’t forgotten how to
fight
but the battle has made us
weary.

the obvious is going to kill us,
we are engulfed by the
obvious.

we allowed it.
we deserve it.

a hand moves through the
sky.
and old freight train passes.
the fences are broken.
the hearts sits alone, far
away.

the obvious is  going to kill us.
we wait, dreamless.
it’s too late.