Connection

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A little
here
and there,
bit
by bit,
and
there exists
the
connection
short-circuited
in
the mix
of
the things
not
fixing themselves.
A
small peace,
filling
in
the gaps,
and letting
in
the
loose,
wireless,
and
often,
faulty connections
we
once had
during the yesteryear
days
before.
These
letters
offer
no support,
and
the vowels
and consonants
only
give
a
quiet
reprive
from the noise.
We
are only left
with
the distance
that
seemingly
feels indifferent
to
the situation.
This connection,
however
faint,
is vibrant
and stoic,
but we’re not
determined
enough
to fall
too deeply
in
between these
paragraphs.

M.C. Davis

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