Too Much for Today
It’s all too sad. So little time to say hi.
To the editors, thank you. To the new and shiny ones, I look forward to seeing you on my dash.
To the absent souls, stop it.
It’s all too sad. So little time to say hi.
To the editors, thank you. To the new and shiny ones, I look forward to seeing you on my dash.
To the absent souls, stop it.
Our minds move past
the lights left lit,
long burned out
with our attentions
filaments twisted and charred,
only fit to welcome
cobwebs and spiders
now.