grins for faces

The cold is back
and it's good to see
that nothing ever changes
If you live a thousand years
you will still fight the same battles
run the same races
love the same woman
break your back in the hot sun
right up til the end
How many times
can you come back for more
how many times
can you bore into life
and find nothing there
It is written
and so it will always be
the same criminals
have the same things to say
as they wait
on their bitter crosses
Were you expecting something new
to sear your retinas today?
were you waiting all this time
for the real party to start?
Looking out these windows
has become a pointless exercise
you know what's coming
your seasons have already changed
Still, you wonder why
some leaves just won't fall
you wonder how they can resist
the inevitable onslaught to come
Maybe they don't believe
in the end of their world
or maybe they just couldn't let go
I like to think of them as fighting
never giving up hope
waiting, like me
with bated breath
for another sunny day
Maybe they froze there
with expletives still on their tongues
grins for faces
fists full of hate.