Tuesday, January 5, 2021

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