[Susan McLean]

Here's a good one by Len Krisak, from Even As We Speak.


Rondeau

That things "fall through" should come as no surprise,
Though when they do, they open up our eyes
Too often. Love is sad--but seldom true--
For those who trust the likes of me . . . and you.
We build the best we can on lust and lies,

But that's not much to trust in. Love that dies
Because it cheats can't be the best of buys.
Admit, despite the best that you can do,
That things fall through

Because you've really done your penny-wise,
Pound-foolish worst, now haven't you? One tries
And tries to rationalize; it's still a slew
Of lies, my dear. And I'd prefer, in lieu
Of that--and you--the guts to recognize
That. Things fall through.