MarPoWriMo 3

Conditions are ripe
For this year to be
A do over in every
Sense of the words

Keep getting stuck on
Detritus of the past
Lingering in the shadows
Adjacent to the sun

Turns out certain ones
Of us can spend their days
Oblivious to concerns
Everyone alive is having

So long as no one notices
Maybe they will go away
While another scapegoat
Saunters into view

Distractions just another
Way of saying they do not
In any uncertain terms
At least care about you