a quiet, empty feeling spreads
upon the night like a pause

i wonder how you are

there is someone hiding out on
dark street below wishing that
the dog would not keep on so,
telling everyone that he is there

i wonder where you are

the church clock shines across
dark roof and distance echoes
with the call i didn�t make when
time slipped and fell in thought
again and now it is too late �


�hello, how are you, Love?�
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*image: Kristen Le
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