Poetry by Louis Faber

At the sound of the beep
please leave a message
or a massage, if you prefer,
or if you’re feeling sticky
a little mucilage will do.
If there is no beep
say what you will,
no one, after all, will hear
save for the lone tree
falling in a distant forest.

Louis Faber is a poet and writer.  His work has appeared in MacGuffin, Cantos, Alchemy Spoon (UK), Meniscus and Arena Magazine (Australia) New Feathers Anthology, Dreich (Scotland), Prosetrics,  Atlanta Review, Glimpse, Rattle, Pearl,  and The South Carolina Review, among many others, and has been twice nominated for both a Pushcart Prize and a Best of the Net.

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