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The Questions She Deserted

You used to ask me where
I left your glass
of red wine.

I could have told you
the glass was on the side table

but instead I told you –

Wedding rings
become inverted –

Spider webs attach themselves
to those corners

as continued
vacancies –

Then the fields
came to fill the holes

in your clothes –

I told you I know
I have done
all I could.

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