4/3/25

Words on a Screen

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a vibration against the quiet—

a whisper of finality,

delivered by a machine.

Not a voice. 


No breath, no pause,

just pixels stacked like bricks,

walling off the echoes of voices

that once spoke only kindness to each other.


Maybe it was easier this way--

but don't let it

don't let it be this way--

to let the glass and metal and elements

carry the weight,

to hide behind, press send, then disappear,

Leaving only words

where a person used to be.


shaky hands and oceans of tears

breaking under the weight of words juxtaposed with silence


A cluster of words on a screen...

where a conversation, a hug, eyes should have been. Where a conversation, a hug, presence should be…



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