I hope they say, “He was kind of loud, never kept to himself, and we always thought he might be a serial killer.”
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I hope they say, “He was kind of loud, never kept to himself, and we always thought he might be a serial killer.”

Today is the first day of the rest of this week.

Performed? Not yet. (Unless you count “Crowd Member Milling About [with No Lines] – #7” in an Elementary School Christmas Pageant.) Given a speech? Yes. Unless it is completely impromptu, it is nowhere near the top of my list of horrifying life events.

cave hermit
can’t see farmers in fields, just
brown to green to tan.



The Information Age
bloomed & died
from wave after wave
of information inflation
and counterfeit information -
cheap knockoffs flooded
the market!
We live in a
post-information world:
an information junkyard,
to be precise.
Rusting, useless detritus
poses as treasure.
We catch glints
and think it value,
But even turds can glitter
in the Sun.
I never met a one I didn’t like.

Ancient cathedral:
pews & altar
long gone.
Cold air creeps
through cracks
to flicker candles,
Candles lit for
those long dead —
though long remembered —
on a cold, winter day.