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Runcible Spoon

heart logo Robert Beveridge

   Still Faintly Ringing

 

The door closes, not

with a click but silent,

handle brought

to rest again by hand

on the other side.

Piercing drone

on the stereo like

radio out of focus.

I pick up Lorri

Jackson's book, muse

on death much too much

for one day, put

it down again,

wander around

the empty apt.

 

waiting for something—

anything—to happen.