ghost in the gadfly’s inbox
“Ghost in the Gadfly’s Inbox”
Ping “New message waiting . . .”
Fragment
A cursor blinks on last night’s question:
Are you still there?
Lyrical Stanza
Unread words hover like moths
in an unused lamp—
each subject line a shutter
on a room I once entered.
Your silence feels ceremonial,
a psalm I never learned.
UI Echoes
“This conversation has ended.”
“Last seen 3 days ago.”
Lyrical Stanza
I scroll through cached echoes,
hoping for one glimpse
of that vanished handle—
letters I typed into a void,
finding comfort in the shape of absence.
Reprise
Ping “New message waiting . . .”
—anonfance
Poetry by anonface
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Written on 2025-07-22 at 02:45
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