US

We’re losing our luxuries, I can feel it

You don’t realize it though, and it kills me.

We’re losing the luxury of dinner table conversations,

Of light laughter and Sunday celebrations.

We’re losing the luxury of casual eye rolls,

Of unnecessary hugs and meaningless smiles.

We’re left instead with uncomfortable silences,

Gobbled breakfasts, and hurried to and fro.

We limit our talk to that which is safe,

Knowing that the dangerous subjects are the ones we need most.

What kills me more than anything though,

Is how all of this we took for granted earlier,

How we never thought about the possibility of losing it all,

And look at us now, staring loss in the face,

And doing nothing about it.

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