Poem: Invitation
Posted On January 16, 2022
the message arriving
too late for me to care anymore
what’s the point?
one paper as good as any other
thrown in the recycling bin
my credentials are my words
broadcast
–forgotten or not—
notes
—heard or not—
and does anyone go on forums
and ask for theirs?
I’ve given mine away free
spring cleaning of the mind
and memory
a new beginning
not completing an old false start