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Poetry

Prayer to the Busy

Please
Grant me the blessing
Of a thirty-second glance
Into your pixelated
Face—

And if it’s not
Too much to ask,
Honor me with a lie
And say
You miss me too.

Categories
Rant

Fragment (Memory)

I read things that make me feel stupid. I read things that crack the earth open and set me adrift. Once I was left alone with words for an ailment, but they are already withering. Memory is just an ugly vase full of old water. It holds the appearance of life, but not forever.