Reason Reason

Continuous shutdowns

Flamboyant hats

Up-dos

Buttoned up

and the others

Granting hiatus for carelessness

but the consequence is yours

for the next

eighteen years

or so

Can’t pin your hopes on C-bombs though

or H-trains

or G-strings

a fierce farce

if ever there were one

Clamber up those stares

of marijuana pupils

as you watch the paranoia set in

but I’m only staring at you because you’re staring at me

Justification for this

Reason for that

the pile grows tall

then dissolves in the rain

and it always rains

in wintertime