“the call…”
the call
emanates from
far away
and echoes
the initial
mess
age
even though no
horizon
presents itself
from this
far away

“the voice is lost…”
the voice is lost
in machines
of devious
blandness
soft anonymity
the unremark
able usurpation
of our ability
to make
the simple
declarative
our loss is lost
in a vast
ignorance
masked as
leisure leading
us grinning
to ersatz pleasure
Bob Carlton (@bobcarlton3.bsky.social) lives and works in Leander, Texas, USA.


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