absence in poetry
- Sept. 15, 2016, 3:15 a.m.
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- Public
lightbulb in the empty house next door
flickers like someone is saying hello
but “like” does not always make it so
my heart says yes but my head says no
whether it is family or friends’ ghosts
still it’s a comfort I will never know
exactly why it sometimes does not glow
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