of you are still here.
i've dusted the top shelves,
the edge of the bookcase
pulled out,
the doorknobs
to the closet,
the dial to the safe.
i've lifted your prints off tables,
beneath the bed,
and the inside my desk drawer
your fingerprints.
they're everywhere.
evidence that demands
a verdict.
i want to know what it was
that you were looking for.
i hope you find it
wherever you are, but not here.
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