Tp X-Mas Poem by Thomas Plotz

Too bad they didn't recall your name;
They needed to check their list.
Remembered later, I'm sure;
Maybe recalling you're name before you reached, the end of the block.

Then, you turned a slow left, without looking back,
Like slowly closing a door;
Till your Image slips into the blank void, of emptiness.

I'm sure their wish was given for you.

Happy Christmas TPH

T. Plotz
TP X-mas
6 December 2017