currents of words electric
buzz the wire flapping
in another wind-shriek night

then nothing

but silence
and a frayed ending
swinging like

a hanging

someone said
there are more people alive today
then everyone who lived

and died

but this is wrong
many times over
which is a lonely thought

even with so many souls

in the static of the night
under the ragged stars


About Ray Sharp

Father, poet, triathlete, local public health planner
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2 Responses to disconnection

  1. Too tired to comment in depth right now, but had to tell you that I loved this. Must give it a thorough re-rereading once I’ve got my wits about me

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