Dispatch

Picking things up & putting
them down is different in
the presence of the dead.
Sound & echo part company.
An 8th day is added to the week.
Try pretending that no one has
a claim on you, like sunlight
resting on a meadow
agitated by wind. Try
going bump in the night.
The dead listen without hearing
& watch without having to see—
they’re ideal witnesses.
We’re making more of them
as quickly as we can.

About Dave Bonta

Dave Bonta (bio) crowd-sources his problems by following his gut, which he shares with one quadrillion of his closest microbial friends --- a tight-knit, symbiotic community comprising some 500 different species of bacteria, fungi, and protozoa.
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