Wednesday, July 27, 2022

busy dying

people are busy.
right up until they keel over
and die
with phones in hand.
too busy.
to meet, or greet,
or to say hello
when passing by.
and when the dirt is thrown
upon them,
that ringing noise
continues,
but now there's no one
left to talk to,
though no longer busy
on the other side.

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