DAMN I miss you people... all of a sudden
like a heartbeat, ba DUM
and then it's gone
except for the ache of course, the ache is always there, the ache that's
responsible for the going into thrift stores and rubbing the weird materials,
the ache that prompts poems and letters and headaches from too much time
starting at words on a computer screen
such fragile connections
one click, and ba DUM
it's gone
and though I scramble and say "oh shit!"
it's gone
into the void
where all the connections go eventually
until next year when I laugh at the button someone's wearing that says
Don't worry, I don't remember your name either.
And so I don't.
