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Night Inspired
Candled flicker
awoke to the sound of metal trash can hitting the concrete curb.
I stretched and opened a window.
opened the paper today and checked the obituaries to see if I was listed.
I was not and I bit into a potato chip.
logged onto the internet to check to see if anyone was looking for me.
I made note.
turned off the light and took a sip of water to quench my dried throat.
I closed my eyes and yet they were wetter still staining the pillow.
Reprise.
(c)mrb
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