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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Visitation_IV

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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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