under the magnolias

 

pale dusting of snow
on the green next to flowers
mixup of seasons

at a time of crisis

 

those who define the moment have to fail
there are no meanings left to coincide
you struggle and you shout to no avail

you scream a little when you feel the nail
yet have no guts to call it homicide
those who define the moment have to fail

your hungry lion shakes its ragged tail
but can do nothing to revive its pride
you struggle and you shout to no avail

you find that you add nothing to the scale
and can do nothing to support your side
those who define the moment have to fail

the rabbit can't outrace the sluggard snail
you'll have to be content to let things slide
you struggle and you shout to no avail

you are the loser facing the huge gale
the last wall's down there is not place to hide
those who define the moment have to fail
you struggle and you shout to no avail