New Rituals
As phones stopped
ringing decades ago
and people we love
have mostly died off
we make new rituals
to mark our time on this rock
taking an inventory
of the flesh
finishing the book
we were distracted with
eating things
we’ve made ourselves
remembering cookies
by grandmas departed
staring into the mirror
until it smiles back
avoiding news
while playing back
songs we’ve found
that tickle our heads
and we hold
that hope
that love
finds us again