Dystopian Junk Mail

The Last Poem

the last poem

I wanted to give it all
to the wind
these mementos
of past days
but I couldn't let go
Someone found me
something else to do
and I got distracted
It flew away
without me knowing
the last poem
I wrote for you
now a kite
in the wind
to decorate the sky
with words of remembrance with no strings attached

#poetry