When all is said and done,
and every thought and thing is rubble
when the air is wet-towel moist
and all our jibberish distills
when homunculi wear track-pants,
and Hell horseshoes round a harbor
when trees recede
and grass is papier-mâchéd
with midday sleepers,
and fear is served with coffee --
then our horizon will be Boston's,
and our food will curdle like chowder,
our talk will lose its R's,
and life will drain
like ale from taps
for someone else to drink.
-- Robert Isenberg
Robert Isenberg is a freelance journalist and playwright (and frequent CP contributor). He is the first-ever Whitford Fellow at Chatham University. He lives in Point Breeze. Many writers featured in Chapter & Verse are guests of Prosody, produced by Jan Beatty and Ellen Wadey. Prosody airs every Tuesday at 7 p.m. on independent radio, WYEP 91.3 FM.
