I noticed today
how I like to get
comfy on the couch
feet up get that
first sip’s steamy
bath to my glasses
before I dive into the
first obituary
a full life lived
in two thin columns
of a small-town newspaper
buried in its third section
how is that not front-page news?
when a distinct brushstroke is erased
from an unfinished masterpiece
or another unique character with
matchless talents is lost forever
at the very least
it’s one more love story
spoken
in a fading whisper
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