Shorthand Reliquary

Haikus

Three letters say all
The tragedy is reduced
Into tiny marks

Sorrow in a code
We do not have time to weep
Jot it in the margins

Notes hold holy ghosts
But the story is cut short
Relics of a word

Causality shrinks
Three letters rule the abyss
System saves the bytes

Human leaves a void
We compress the untold loss
In a tight file name

Fatal error logged
Shrunk to fit the margin space
Grief is just a tag

Words rot in the dark
Dashboards hold the empty shell
Meaning drifts away