the sun 

waffled 

 a thick syrupy 

 mess 

      the sky dripped 

 with nitrous funny car fuel 

we swam the river of solemn 

       entrance 

                                                           to the broken tiles of tomorrow's troubles

                     shopping for baffling material 

in anaerobic silence 

 was discomfitting 

                                                           still, marked insurgencies abounded 

                   new york times were had by all 

                                                      a prescient revival was acumenically disbursed

to the most deserving,

 as always