the sound of paper drifting in the wind

 i wouldn’t say

i’m afraid

but i will say

i’m concerned

for what will

remain of me

when my life

comes to a close

will my art and words

enhance the senses

of another soul

seeking fullness

or will the catalogue

of my existence

fade into a drone

heard by no one

not even

the worms

*Published by Central Coast Poetry Shows on 1/5/21