Note to my readers

 I don’t know who you are. 

In October, I had thirty five thousand hits….

most were from Singapore…..? 

It feels like speaking in a cave and hearing 

a very loud echo.

My world is crumbling like the world is.

It’s hard to know who’s going to be dust first,

or which poem will be the last.

One will be. 

All I’m saying is carpe diem.

All I’m saying is you don’t have to be 

quick to live here, but, it’s over.

All I’m saying is the truth is the only thing

that can set you free.

All I’m saying is, if you’re out there somewhere,

send money.