FebPoWriMo 7

We have no idea 
If what we make
Will be memorable
To anyone else

Least of all ourselves
At some point
In the future when
We are unrecognizable

And have forgotten
What we kept in
Secret made known
Only to a few

Strands of carbon
Placed neatly together
Breathing momentarily
For the foreseeable

Until it is gone
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By Joshua Keiter

reader, writer, actor, singer, teacher