The editor’s correction

Betrayal forgot to consider you

bowled over you in negligence

internalized as intention

an excuse for revenge.

Show the wall you are to supplement,

unwell until the next compliment.


Lists stretch into the distance

leading to follow endless tasks,

yet some introduced a skew

that knocked off whack

the magnet that mattered to most.

A mainstay in the vacuum retreat

of bickering order,

equalized with machines

until they became reliant.


Life plays out as stages

not the calendar forcing generations,

but blocks sorted by places and associations,

schools and relations,

trends and habits that sometimes lag

and sometimes leap above others.

We count experience by achievements

while the calendar flips at firsts and lasts.


Convene to collect the next promise

and set wishes aloft on courage.

Greet and recall the gaffs

and not the courses abandoned,

because today’s inspiration

returns your interpretation,

shedding care in consternation

to those who never paid attention.


Patience bleeds,

ink pens,

all over the keys.

That’s how it ends.

The fog at bay

(Edit)