I’m hearing only one side of this conversation
Uh, huh. Yup. Do you have coordinates?
I know you will be gone tonight,
Looking for lost souls. My soul at home
Hoping your soul will be safe.
That you will bring in the unprepared.
One-sided conversations,
Imagination filling in gaps:
What does shadow on my x-ray mean?
How long do you think?
Are you kidding me?
Uplilting voice, eager.
How much if we increase our co-pay?
Double our deductible?
And the droning insistence of newscasters,
Hopelessness an imagination cannot correct.
Put Out to Pasture 
Which is why I avoid those newscasters – the hopelessness.
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