Brian Eckert

The First Day of Summer is the
Anniversary of the day God
emptied all the prisons and the schools and let all
Hell break loose.

Who goes there, in the brown shoes?
Who goes there, in your black boots?
Who goes there now, Brown Cow?

I used to dream of long summer days and freedom.
Now the only freedom I know is in
nostalgia.

We carry on as half-light
growing steadily more fearful
not only of Death
but of Life.