I Heard an eProp Drop When I Died I heard an eProp drop — when I died The Eyes around — had wrung them dry I willed my Keepsakes — Signed away With Yellow — uncertain — ephemeral currency —
The Stillness in the Room
Was like the Stillness in Air —
Between the Heaves of Beer —
And Breaths were gathering firm
For that last Logoff — when the Blogger
Be witnessed — in the Room
What portion of my Blogdom be
Assignable — and then it was
There interposed an eProp
Between the light — and me —
And then Windows failed — and then
I could not blog to see

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