Famous Last Words by Jim Davis

It’s now, she says. Now, & never again –
so we beat on, boats against the current
& swooned slowly, heard the snow
falling faintly through the universe. I
had been there before, lying on my back,
thumbing my nose at You Know Who,
which is why I don’t tell anyone anything.
If I do, I start missing everybody. Poo-
said the bird under firebombs
& the old man was dreaming about lions.
Quién es? said Billy the Kid. Don’t let me
drop. There, on the ground under the almond
tree, pleasure of simple joys & the happy
summer days, borne back ceaselessly into
gray – there’s no good way to say goodbye.