who isn't busy?

who isn't busy
these days?
raise your hand.
only the dead
it seems. besides them
everyone else
has a schedule to keep.
hardly a soul
can meet you for dinner
a drink,
a cup of coffee
on the spur of the moment.
no one owns
their life.
it belongs to the world
that spins
increasingly
faster under their feet.
who isn't busy
these days?
only the dead,
it seems,
but they don't
return your calls either.