Sorry about that

farewell 2

 

One day someday, surely, one of these days
you’ll google or they’ll google and they’ll say or you’ll say,
“hey did you know that there’s this thing
about you (nominally you) on the internet?”
Don’t worry. It’s just the internet.
This is just ephemera:
the breadcrumbs of nostalgia quickly eaten
starlings and pigeons descending, pecking angrily at the ground
necking down my memories, gulleting the fact
that I loved all the way to futile apologia
made with chains of emails left unread
text messages sent to phones you don’t own.

By Eleanor Jackson

Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.

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