yellow birch leaves
clinging on under a sullen sky
solitary crow
© Rachel Green December 2020
the phone rings.
An automated voice tells me my Sky service
is being disconnected due to suspicious activity
and to log on with my credit card.
Another voice tells me I owe taxes
in a country I've never hears of,
and a third tells me my Paypal
has authorised a massive purchase
I never ordered.
Sometimes there's just silence
and I wonder if it's my future self
trying to warn me
about what's to come.
I miss my cats, my dogs;
but I'm too old for another
and the voices tell me to die
unloved and alone.
© Rachel Green December 2020
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