Easy there, it’s still your deal, your call
—not everything has meaning.
Primary colors, gulls flying sideways
news a continent away. You choose.

So much else is imposed on you, why
not grab the chance to play favorites?
Yeah, fuck their top ten and the horse
they came in on. Besides, who cares?

Gale warning, nor’easter, yet again.
If today’s news had been different…
another thought swept away…If just
today remains, then all meaning’s there.