I’m guessing, then,
that this is the end
of our correspondence.
From the words I’ve failed to hear
been unable to see
have been completely without any sense of
these past few evers
I’m pretty sure that all the words between us
have now been explored
and exploded
and all that’s left
is for the last few particles to settle.

I suspect that there are only my particles left
occasionally blowing
landing here and there
reaching out to you sporadically
and hoping there is something left to say.

But the resounding silence
is all that responds
proving again and again
the posited theory
that this is the end of our correspondence
the minute I push send
for the last time.