June 12 2001
One-hundred thirty

several men sit in the dark cellar and sing
popular song and the afternoon seventy or so years ago
beer and a day of singing in rich voice and near harmony
and the men go and later women
sing popular song
and the afternoon twenty or so years ago
the other end of the deep cavern
a day of drink and song in rich voice and near laughter
and every place you go, song in deepening chaos
fills the middle of your heart