David Ross (dyvyd) wrote,
David Ross

Retired, reviewing, re-reading, re: in med (res) ia

The Director leaves Dodge

9 archival boxes
of office ephemera

papers historic of
stoic petty causes

pencils and
yellowing cryptoglyphs

residues of
phantom pigeons
never to be holed

retired, not fired
I desist

the fire put out
by me

and the
is now
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