THERE'S A HERBERT WALKER BUSH

and there's a Yossarian
& a mad prophet of chance
winking in a corner. Rembrandt
couldn't have done
better: Gods & clowns
warily circle each other.
So great is our love
of pagentry
& eccentricity:
a laugh,
a tear.
Our body's crazy symmentry
duking it out
on luck's battlefields.
My betrayal
has never been
to country
but to self;
it's the only thing
making me a soldier.

Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2018