Beetlebung and Kettlehole--April Poems

In Retrospect

what was it that you did
in your life’s cubicle
for the company
or your prospects
counting sand grains
in an hourglass,
propping up ladders
to climb,
wasting tons of paper
thoughts, wishes, deeds
nobody will remember
just to find out
in retrospect
nothing lasts


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April 17--work