I’ll pay for gas I’ll
pay for oil, I said,

not to be confused
with wingéd words of epic,
of drones, too.

The culmination

That they wrote before
an historian settled
on his throne, away

from land or
on the coast somewhere,
not his homeland.

He watch but no
mythologies appeared,
even when the invaders

from the East had come

three times to make
beachhead,

and three times

were rebuffed by
stout locals.

Now, there’s a story.
can’t make anyone’s

supply of durable
goods or liquid assets

more valuable in
the retelling

of our stories now.

(after C. Olson)