no returns

one day
long after
i am dead and gone
someone will say
i am their favorite
poet

even if
no one ever will
while i am
steadily spitting
into the wind
everyday

or so i tell myself
as the constant
introspection
reflection
and diction
of spilling into nothing

unsurprisingly
yields no returns

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9 thoughts on “no returns

  1. You are not my favorite, but one of a select few of favorite writers. I love your style and voice and in the mists of (trying to) complete my writings, you are an inspiration. So please don’t stop writing. Cheers 🙂

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