AT HOME
and there is Cassandra
talking nonsense again
spelling out the text
of her crazy lunatic visions
the words battering against
our brains like sticks against
a drum
better
stick with the nonsense
that we know
our friendly nonsense
the nonsense we feel
most comfortable with
that makes us feel
even as the bombs
and missiles
fall from
the sky
so much at home; so
much at home