Wayne and Terry
Now both are gone, gone, so . . . so what? One wrote
A lie and sent it to the other. Then
A mother snooped and read. She made the bloat
Of scandal and then other, loveless men
Stepped in with social cudgels. Bragging weighed
As troubled fat on monsters in a myth
And so another man was ruined, made
To leave the college. Rumor’s batholith
Was started by the slim one, slim and blond,
So slim he barely mattered, but his mind
And other organs mattered. He was fond —
And so he lied. This caused the tangled bind.
Some sixty some odd years have covered two
In graves. Now that is something blackly true.
~ Phillip Whidden
by phillipw | Apr 25, 2025 | Uncategorized |