The Hours Before the Blizzard

We seem to be all
shooting one another here
in the land of plenty

Meanwhile, there's a blizzard bearing down
and the media is making it sound like the end of the world
every one's driving stupid, buying gasoline, honking horns
rushing about, hoarding food and snow shovels.

Outside it's calm, and I'm using the car headlights
to pour five gallons of diesel fuel into the oil tank
because I let the oil run down to nothing again,

I buy some bread and lunch meat,
some bananas and spinach and there's wine,
my checking account is empty and the credit cards are
approaching maximum capacity.