21st Century Deniers

stainless barrel, knurled grip tucked neatly into copper coil binding.

perhaps I’ll take you out and stumble through cursive that I’ve nearly forgotten.

It feels absurd to use a computer in the park.

I should have brought my stationary, lifted it from the dark,

dusty corner where paper collects dust and nobody notices.

the sound of fiddles in the distance getting closer,

a shriveled man stooped over with a boombox tucked under his arm

smiles and nods as he shuffles slowly by, close your eyes, drift off to a simpler time.

bones swimming in a hockey jersey that used to fit him just fine,

Cooper #10, I’ll see you tomorrow, and I’ll be writing with my ballpoint,

21st century denying.

Reviews

[Stanley R. Teater]

A good job of trying to re-humanize a bit of our tech-heavy world. I especially like your first line. A great beginning.