Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

Goodbye Sean

Sean-176685-11That day, a would-be princess

dressed in jaundiced rags,

roaring with tropical anger,

masked the sound of the telephone

ringing.

 

Samuel Beckett’s voice-mail,

all blink-light urgent, and

with increasing consternation,

goes unanswered.

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