you feel as if there is
something missing.
something gone.
a void
of sorts, somewhere.
somehow, but what?
you reach into
your pocket
and fumble with the change.
your glasses are
on your head, keys
on the table.
the phone is being charged
on the kitchen counter.
you look out the window
your car is there,
you go to the back
and stare into
the woods. there it is,
a tree has fallen.
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