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Poetry Drafts / 4 January 2023

I can tell you why I’ve given up
let the daily debt accumulate. 
I can tell you why I’ve given up
let the letters pile and words disperse. 
I can tell you why I’ve given up
let my lazy friends fade to ghosts. 
I can tell you why I’ve given up
let the pears die and rot alone. 
I can tell you why I’ve given up
but you no longer care a whit
of me and mine and ancient history. 
I can tell you why I’ve given up




















, 
— or choose to not.

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.