A Clear Revenge

A Clear Revenge

Where will I go now?

All the roads are blocked by snow
and I don’t know where you are

I run with my shovel
to clear the way down streets
the recalcitrant refuse to clear

because it’s better to
get to the post office for you
than to kill a neighbor or
wait to slip and fall and
wait for a lawyer to sue
speaking in pain with broken bones

but for that one or two houses
who clear their driveways but
not their sidewalks I’d say
good luck with the locusts.

— Douglas Gilbert