they made you nervous,
these people on the street
having conversations
with someone not there.
but not anymore.
you understand
their isolation.
their desire, their
longing to be heard.
when you had a dog
you often spoke to him
in thoughtful ways,
sometimes asking questions,
to which he looked
at you with love
and understanding, replying
in the best way
he knew how, with a loud
bark, or wise silence.
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