the empty bed.
the quiet room, not a bone
of china
rattling
below
in the kitchen. there's
nothing on the stove.
not a sound
from the radio.
it's stone cold
silent.
not even trees are
moving outside
the window.
they too want to know
what's up.
Sunday, October 8, 2017
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