POEM: Lost

Lost

The prompt is to pay tribute
to someone or something I’ve lost,
but I don’t have time to write
an epic poem like Homer.
I don’t know how he made his money
but I have to work for a living.
Suffice it to say I’ve lost a lot.
We all have, of course.
And let’s be honest
[looks meaningfully at you,
dear reader]
we all know “what” (read: who)
this poem is about.

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19 April 2023
Charlottesville VA