Holden Caulfield
I walked right past you
over the cliff
and at the time I just wondered
what hit me
I wondered
till I forgot what I was wondering about
and then you came tumbling after
into this hideous new nursery rhyme

and here we are
upside down heads in the sand
lapped by a rock-eating sea

it makes me cry like a lost child
and my tears once ran straight
from a point of knowledge
but now they die unjourneyed
immediately choked by sand
not that it was ever easy
before
but now even pain
is killed in the death rush
and the best we can do now
is quickly commiserate
shake hands without disturbing
one grain of sand
although we do it a million times a minute.