Might Maybe

the simple act

of sitting here

entertaining possibility

and the absurdity

of eyes

ears

throats-

 

everybody

taken in

and out

like the tide

 

lonely dogs

scratching

at doors

 

traffic

dying off

in the night

and

lost people

finding

each other

under

the same dim light

 

this spiral

turns

to lose

itself

 

only a fool

would try

to name it.

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