Escape Artist
Nobody wants to hear about
what President Dumbass said,
or which aging celebrity
has recently turned up dead.
Another account of homicide
is something we don’t need,
and the newest, deadly virus
is unwelcome news indeed.
But a poem about the weather
or some lyrics about the sea,
perhaps a verse on how a sign
is not lovelier than a tree.
Anything but the human race
its meanness and its spite—
I cannot change the world
but I can choose what I write.
















