Tet

Reloading on a genuflect & sweltered in unease
Defoliants idly dripping from indifferent trees
A counterfeit alibi, a swim out past the sandbar
With pale smoke cascading down into the reservoir

& eventually there will be
An everywhere where you are not
A pitiless blitz of nothingness
& lapsing faults that I forgot

Beyond the hour that we assent & let it turn dark
A tenebrous ash to estimate the watermark
& once a thousand score autumns rise & go
Another golden cloud will wither over in its flow
Eventually I'll find comfort in
An everyday where you are gone
You will recede from my routine
So just enjoy & let's carry on

Maybe you can ask Him if this was all a ploy
(I mean, we always knew what was coming next)
& how does He like His blue-eyed boy