nothing left to do but to write about it
When there is nothing left to do
but to write about it,
you’ll know it — because:
The locks must be changed,
and you’ll find the keys to the Subaru,
in the mailbox,
and the flower bed,
has been desecrated,
with a sharp instrument,
and the last flight to Philadelphia,
the one that departed 20 minutes early,
is now over Cincinnati.
It’s then you’ll find:
Your driver’s license
book marking a page in
Nabakov’s Quartet, and
you’ll find your Certificate of Live Birth
mixed with the unpaid bills.
You’ll find Captain Crunch cereal
in the dog bowl.
You’ll find crumpled cigarette packs
in the freezer,
and refried beans from the Taco joint
in the blender.
When there is nothing left to do
but to write about it
you’ll find out that:
Your attorney is under indictment,
your physician is in restraints,
and a politician of lofty stature,
is called a war criminal.
And you’ll read that:
A young man died last night,
downtown,
with a gun in his hand,
while an old man wandered off,
to die on the tracks.
And some young girls have gone missing,
and more soldiers have died,
while insurgents have been repelled,
and rebels have been armed,
and more dusty capitals defended.
Losers have suffered heavy losses,
while the winners toast their gains.
And in Hollywood, California,
a has-been actor died yesterday,
of remorse, bitterness, and old age,
his body carted off to the County morgue.
And there’s not a damned thing left to do
but to write about it.
Ed's end of the planet books 
And you did so beautifully.
Thank you so much for reading and commenting, Elyse.
Ed,
Scientist always feel like they don’t understand poets. I read it twice and decided that isn’t what poetry is about, probably the best I can do is just go with the “mood”. It reminded me of how crazy my life is right now. I have “lost” faith and have been going to see some “religious movies” just to check out people and their gigs. Bizarre behavior. I actually went to see “Heaven is Real”. It better not be I want no part of the sequel. Ellen
Thanks for reading Ellen. This poem was born out of some real craziness in my own life. Going with the mood is a good take on it. But religious movies…I’m going to wait for your reviews 🙂 Thanks again for reading my work and commenting.
“Son of God” ends badly.
Very engaging. I enjoyed it . My kind of poetry in many ways.
I’m glad you liked it Pete.
Hi Ed
I’m enjoying your website – particularly like this one – …Nothing left to do but write about it…
Thanks for the welcome – have you joined any other writers groups?
Thank you for reading. No, I have not really joined anything. I just post what I have at the time.