The Unsubscribed…
There’s a group of people,
they know who they are.
Not that they’re reading,
due to having unsubscribed.
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I hope that they realise,
how much they are missed.
Those moments together,
not reading anything I wrote.
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It’s helpful to imagine,
they left for better things.
Like space exploration,
or discounted food.
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Maybe they’ll be back,
after saving the world.
Sharing their adventures,
through unsolicited links.
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They’ll be made most welcome,
we all make mistakes.
I once missed an apostrophe,
on a clear possessive noun.
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I’ll be trying my hardest,
not to lose them again.
I might offer them bribes,
or just cry until they stay.
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To those who unsubscribed,
wherever you may now roam.
Hell really hath no fury,
like a Substack writer scorned.
Please consider becoming a subscriber, then unsubscribing, then upgrading. Keeps me on my toes 👍.
It is possible to make a ‘one off’ donation to support my writing, if that works better for you ☺️.
❤️



Some people don’t know what they’re missing.
Others do.
So they don’t?
They must be off saving the planet. There really is no other reason I can think of. They’ll be back when our future is secured.