I shall not miss TV,
it shall prattle on for
centuries without me.
This life of mine
without a car turned
out to be a refreshing
bliss for me.
My list of things
to do slipped into
the rear view mirror,
and before I knew it,
I realized I could
do without.
I sometimes think
about the forever
darkness of death
which awaits us all.
Most of us would
like to be remembered
occasionally when
we’re gone.
But while I’m still
alive I realize what
it’s like to be forgotten.
In death nothing
matters anymore.
Not even a dim
and distant light
will shine on what
may have been.
Even forever is
a meaningless
unformed word
in the darkness
never to be heard.
-30-
Chris Hanch 1-22-2024
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