dying is not enough: if we breathed hard enough, we'd fill a bag and burn with the sun

she’d worked there for twenty five years and received a digital card for her service

that was filled with mandatory regards

things like

you’ve done well

keep it up

to work so many years with so many people with so little to say

the modest acknowledgement which was not optional would be read at her funeral some day

she’d done well according to the keystrokes of people that never knew her