Beginning


I’m thinking
of those cartoons
that say

the end is nigh
on a sign
held by a guy
on a corner, 
rag coat,
hunched,
forlorn,

whose years
went south,
didn’t pan out

as he thought
they would
when he was a boy,

the way
they should’ve but
never made it

over a midlife hump
when that light at a
tunnel’s end
everybody talks about
when things go bad
went slowly dim
went from big sun
to lighted pinprick
in a scrim on a stage
where all are merely
players,

women, men
strong, lame
clowns, crooks
politicians running,

showing up
puking,
mewling
in a
mother’s arms
….and I was thinking
of the 
moment just before
when
in the dark
nothing is

but a
beginning
that’s always
coming

Jim Culleny
11/1/16

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