This date began with someone else's body entering
The room, the bed, leaving the door ajar, leaving again
And then returning, pressing up against body, haunting
And preventing much or any more sleep from happening.
Dawn was an alarm in a black morning under the stars.
By the time the day had turned into a sunlit passage
Down the canyon between the lava wall and the river,
Body and someone else's body had fallen apart.
Children bundled their own bodies and backpacks in the back.
Snow mountains shed clouds. A ghost only proves someone's missing.
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