Dark, crossed daggers
in the eyes
of the old coot:
" I'd give them
48 hours
to come to the conference
table.
After that, hardware
would take over,
Uber alles,
Age of Hardware. "

Ditto, the muscular
working man
in a hurry
to get back
to the Greenbay
Packers,

your smiling
grocer,

the old man
in black
on social
security