I am surprised
by messages about friends
birthdays
now long gone
requiems pronounced
forgotten
almost
perhaps futuristic immortality
or a lingering thread of torment
a speck of glass
in my eye
a twisted wrist from pushing upwards
and today of all days
just the date
flays raw what
would have been a
a milestone
anniversary
a lingering thought
of what
might have been
and was
again
and was
 

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I am surprised

by messages about friends

birthdays

now long gone

requiems pronounced

forgotten

almost

perhaps futuristic immortality

or a lingering thread of torment

a speck of glass

in my eye

a twisted wrist from pushing upwards

and today of all days

just the date

flays raw what

would have been a

a milestone

anniversary

a lingering thought

of what

might have been

and was

again

and was