And then -- gone.

And then – gone.

I

inaudibly endure

alarming indifference

pencil strokes erased

horizon flat

desirous

to live a single sharp

            & notable

instant w/ someone

who dares to tell the

            truth

and then –gone.

***

Out of sorts this evening so I squirreled myself away, read a gorgeous and sad chapter of my dearest friend’s book, listened to some tunes with my headphones next to a cool breezy window, then threw on a Taggart & Torrens podcast and pecked at a silly little poem.

As another dear heart always says, ‘keep he drama on the page’.

That’s all I got.

In propinquity,

Nic