day/poem 25



(i actually wrote this at 3.30 this morning, before i prayed and went to bed.  the router was turned off, so i figured i'd post it in the morning... almost forgot entirely)

-- seeing clearly --

she left no trace, no trail
no signs that she had gone
except a note
to one side, an afterthought
a last attempt
she left no apology, no story,
no explanation except
'i need to be where i can see the stars'
she left with no fanfare, and no forewarning
there were no witnesses, no farewells
she left with no preamble
she left with no burdens
she left with no history
she left

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