Tuesday, November 5, 2024

which is it?

you sit
in the cold room
without heat.
you wonder where everyone
has gone.
the furniture is missing
except for the chair
you sit on.
the curtains are off the window.
outside
you see that the trees
are empty
of leaves.
there is snow falling.
it feels like the end
of something,
or maybe the beginning.
but you're not worried.
you've been here
before.
at the start
and at the end.

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