If there is a tipping point – it’s past.
And I’m willing to wager that we’ll pay for it later
but it’s hard to grasp.
Because we’re only as strong as our disharmony
and the rhetoric is dissolving.
We are folding orientation papers for our scrap books,
so at the end of the year we can glance back
and look for a unifying factor.
But this is just a place to forget after.