Little Space Filler

Vintage Words

Nature still abhors voids,
so we spend a wealth of lifetime
planting trees, nursing seeds,
harvesting weeds.
Space still abounds with holes. Do
we send a billion bucks skyward
leaving scrap, orbiting crap,
receiving zip.
Time will abscond with breath,
so we stride amazed by neon nights
shielding the face, easing the pace,

losing the chase.


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