Hungry Ghosts
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Saturday, February 23, 2008
WITNESS
In rows, windows across the street flicker out,
their slow flames, their steady yellow notes fading.
Something goes dark in me.
But if I wait long enough, until morning,
I know those lights will come on again.
It's that simple, paying witness to the living.
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