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When your phone falls down
The screen is already cracked
There is no hurry
My love on the floor.
You sweep it away and with ease.
As if it were trash.
Love?
No.

Silence
And
Avoidance.

Somewhere
Else-
Is always,
Better
Than where-
I am.
Pools of rainwater
Reflect yellow Goldfinches
On shadow lined streets

— The End —