apocalyptic lyric

a line break        is a kind of lie       my friend says

            yet still        he writes

an encore        over and over        the lyric

            a border wall        topped        by concertina wire

improbably survives

            as does the sound       of honeybees

and monarchy

            as did the man        on the Golden Gate        who leapt

after he fed        the parking meter

Copyright © 2022 by Cintia Santana. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on December 14, 2022, by the Academy of American Poets.