City Poems: Munich
Why it Falls. It does…of course.
he sits, shaking his Head against
every attempt of Reality to force itself. The true nature of mankind.
No one could have known, simply. He stared back. Dark-eyed.
~ I believe in Something.
Never mind what ~
Many before, it has Gone that Way. It always manages to.
unbeknownst to Anyone Else,
nothing matters. Sudetenland…he Justified it as a Choice. Perhaps it was.
It does seem so, now at this 20/20 date. And what it Was, the Beauty of it.
How that loveliness and bestiality endure. Ah, yes.