If you are hearing these words
then our efforts were futile.
We were an ant trying to halt
an avalanche, a single voice
trying to cross the endless void.
I was no-one important, a bureaucrat
following the train tracks left
I record this message as an emissary
from the past, from your former government,
but it will be clear to all of you listening
that all our institutions and borders
were always illusory, tricks of the light.
to create numerous systems together,
will them into being, change the
It pains me to think of you listening to this.
We are sorry. We were blind in so many ways.
There is little to be done now
but to listen to seeds split open and grow,
feel your heart thump,
and to spend time with those you love.
That’s all there ever was.
All the poems I wrote for NaPoWriMo 2018 are available as an ebook that you can download for free.