Digital Dirt Sheet

She reached out 
A little to late
A little too faint
Asking about
What’s piling in crates
Receipts used as paint

Spiral of emotions
Swirling drain
Stretched for fleeting moment
Now a missing link
Swept-under-the-rug segment

Of one’s personal history
Subject to legalized larceny
Absent of reliable witness
None of nobody’s business
Not you, not me

She reached out 
A little too late

As quickly,
It fades