Routine

My fingers have grown heavy like stone
from typing all day

Condolence
My condolences
Nakikiramay sa inyo

And other words of comfort to the grieving

Consolation is best delivered with a tight embrace
Hands held

But we cannot

So we console by typing

Condolence
My condolences
Nakikiramay sa inyo

My heart is numb
at day’s end
My head aches
from the routine

I lie down

The wail
of ambulance sirens
lull me to sleep

Joey Salgado
April 11 2021

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