To Joseph

Who do you call

when there’s nothing to share

How do you act

with tomorrow unfair

 

What do you dream

when your sleep is deprived

Why are the questions

though answered, contrived

 

When did your wonder

wander away

When did the path

eternally stray

 

How did the moment

slip over the line

How will you tell me

— your memory gone blind

 

(North Wales Pennsylvania: January, 2024)

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