Three Line Lunch: It Goes On It Goes

a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 314

It Goes On It Goes (In Memoriam Matthew Butcher 1983-2010)

Today I am sad for my friend, her family; her son shot, killed, and grief is because time
Goes only one way, so we laugh and joke, drink and smoke, say soft words close that help
But only so much and briefly, because time goes only one way, it goes on it goes.