Empty chairs
at sidings
and long grass
and trees
and empty barns
and campgrounds
and backs against doors
and twilight in faraway parks
and watches
and edges
and panic
and life
and trick knees
and long walks
and repentance
and redemption
and hope
and aching sorriness
in the heart-ending
silence
of potential
departure.
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