The other day
We just dipped in, into the darkest quarter.
Not the worst for us, just yet: only a test,
a trial and a foretaste of what is going to come
In which we watch, implicated, while they choke
on faded promises of more, the clogging fallen leaves
leftover from an ineffective, disconnected year
As we remain afloat, our launch buoyed up
by hope that this time will be different
from every bloody grey-scale dreary time before
Maintain the Advance! 