The friend we have to consider
    settles his accounts on the last day
        it is the worst possible time.

'Today's the day' his good motto
    bright eyes shine on
        a glittering stream of todays.

His darker eyes raw from seeing them
    love; tragedy; cavort like little devils 
        along lanes of fading recollection.

what should our likeness expect to find ahead
    -today made of the same stuff as what went before-
        no prophet or genius is called for here.

This soul lends us more than money 
    we offer this soul more than money too
        and so? We may break even.