Visitations
Walking past the closed window
sealed with the torrent
she is surprised by the song in
her thoughts dissolving
departures
settling at her feet
moist with the day
she has been thinking
of the dead ones
she loves
arrivals
down the stairs
to look for them
visitations
phantoms
shadows
ghosts i have known
at my window, on my doorstep
in memory
visitations
Visitation_I
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Visitation_II
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Visitation_III
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Somehere Between Waking_ I
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Somewhere Between Waking_II
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Somewhere Between Waking_III
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