What paleness precedes
The Ferryman and the Eagle
Arriving with legal tender’s watchful eye
Even crumbled
it watches and often burns like it yearns
As if cultivating a harvest
it stretches beyond boundaries
Where tablecloths once flourished
picnics are back in session at home
Gone are the tele-commuted conference calls
Say welcome to the bedroom attire that
accompanies you to the local grocer
Every pence spent
reaches with anticipation of the next deposit
Maybe the stomach can be fooled
Maybe the mind will give the Ferryman a gift
this Christmas
A time for giving
But Ferryman takes something away
after every delivery
Confidence dwindles when asked who your provider is
No matter how you answer
the Ferryman giggles a bit heartier
Soon, the Eagle will feel the need to stop by
unexpectedly
chirping every day, every minute, every hour
placing demands, making demands
expecting interest
as like peer pressure
The rut of unscheduled visits
Confusion becomes delusion
Until the Ferryman
lets you invite him in
makes himself at home
Uncloaks himself
and settles in and watches with you
a reality TV show