Briefly

Brief

Moment

Witness

It was brief

It was just a moment

Almost timeless

It was the whisper of a witness

A long good-bye

A hand-held

Just last night

I spoke to her on the phone

We laughed, we made plans, we said our good night

The phone rang this morning

I’ve been summoned to the city morgue

© 2025 David Greg Harth

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