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MY EYES GReYER

insured but irreplaceable

I lost you in the vacuum

of a workless afternoon

if it were marriage

there would have been a divorce

but the wrenching felt the same

while you made that last trip

down to your car

and carried the rack

that draped your

dance clothes

as they dried

the same day

every week

I screamed out loud

sat still and stared

I fell asleep and

woke before sunrise

I stared more

then went to work