'Ferrymen' - a Poem

the story carried on
until it stopped,

capped off the moment
it had built in retrospect,
might not

have wrapped up quite
like that, been lived in
past the punchline

as this telling is.
three cheers
for mundane facts.

the people in the places
conversation thinks
that little of,

unthanked, the ferrymen
of all these in-between days

nameless
under those we care to own.

@lazarus-wist_{A poem about nothing
of any great consequence.Image}