Dead to the World
The ambulance came.
People. Noise. Anxiety.
Someone slept through it.
◊
Year's End.
The year has ended—
The arbitrary passing of time,
Marked by a rocket.
.
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© 2019 J Cosmo Newbery
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The ambulance came.
People. Noise. Anxiety.
Someone slept through it.
◊
Year's End.
The year has ended—
The arbitrary passing of time,
Marked by a rocket.
.
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© 2019 J Cosmo Newbery
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Thank you for both.
ReplyDeleteNo rockets here this year though, and barely a whimper.