In goes the cafeteria worker in her hairnet
In goes the philosophy teacher
Explaining the theory of eternal
Return, and Anton Stadler with his clarinet
Still owing money to Mozart. In
Goes Mozart. Everyone flopped into the creel
Of the happy fisherman, everyone eaten
Every river is Lethean
So why should we care
If it’s not the same river? I hate
How everything changes, tree
To failing term paper, chatelaine
To beheaded plotter, drug dealer to narc
The heart softening faster than cereal
But then hardening to a relic
Which turns into another line
Of depressed poetry to recite
To the next eager trainee
Anxious to be more than lint
Going up, you’re also going down, so either
Way, as your mother said, Be nice
When she went in, she was very thin
Earth, air, fire, water, mother
Fish pulse slowly under the river ice