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Yesterday Almost
I call my house from a cellphone.
I’ve just seen a girl in an empty parking lot.
We used to think something of each other,
if she’s the right one. I call to check
on the pots and pans, I wonder if the shadows
are the same on the wall. To think; at one
time, it was a real question once
whether the party went on without me,
or the toys moved when I was somewhere
else wondering about them. It was the same
question with this girl who walks in circles now;
I wondered if her shadows were the same.
I come by this honestly. A man from UPS stands
on my lawn. Quiet as a museum piece moving
over a glass chessboard, moving his arm
in a way I cannot object to or discourage.
There are more than just finite and infinite games,
but a hearse is warm when you’re thinking
of it indoors. I walked. The bookstore was lit
dimly in the back and no one was there.
Comments
Geezer
Sat, 2017-12-09 11:16
Not sure...
how to take this. I guess it could be seen as the wandering mind of a person as they go through their day or it might be someone paranoid and wanting to be reassured. Anyway, I got to think about what it might, could or would be and that's a good thing. ~ Geezer.
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