Automatic Renewal

Twelve ninety-nine. Again.

A line on the statement, thin.

A quiet drain.

How did this begin?

ZenFlow Monthly. A week,

a trial, then it went.

My mind, a leak.

My twelve dollars sent.

To nothing. No return.

A grey button glows,

unpressed. I learn

how money simply goes.

A ghost transaction,

each month, still flowing.

A small subtraction.

The system keeps on knowing.