Clark Gable is Dead

by David Mac

The hero takes the woman in his arms
She weeps
The orchestra stirs

A young girl rides a horse
The fields are on fire
The trees are angry fists

But the hero will die
The woman will die
The girl and the horse too

The tree is the only one who will
Outlive them all
For even the branches know
Everything ends up this way

But it doesn’t matter
None of it does

As the blue smoke hits
Or the bottle is smashed into the sky

The violins scream and shudder
It’s all they can do

And in the old movies
No end credits play

And everything ends
And ends abruptly

As everything else
Does not