Photo by Alan Tang (Upsplash)

No Plans for Tomorrow

The pensioned
depravity of eyes

obsessed by needlepoint
loss of hunger for friends

grasping worn leather purses
reddened inoperable bunions

faraway families, fears of lost spectacles, 
daily naps, pill cocktails

evening cognacs, postcards
from far flung holidays,

osteopathic bones, 
matchbox memories,

miniature holiday soaps, 
pink dial phones gone dusty,

obsolete phone numbers 
with nonexistent area codes

in flip phone books, 
TV guides of old shoes,

having second thoughts about
rolling up to have a honey candy.


For National Suicide Prevention Month. May you find the light in the darkness.