Embers

It keeps on going as according to some plan Till all the burning questions turn to embers Days drag on by like endless caravan I’ve heard my name is on the list of members I’ve tried some fortune, like the other people do My income couldn’t cover all expenses Required paperwork is not the one I knew So little privacy is left for recompenses Time spent, so clock was my co-writer Of texts unwritten, of the fading memories I note that embers in the evening burn brighter As was expected: you’ve already seen all this.