I Lay


At dawn I lay
in the warm
nest of the bed sheets

trying to recover the sound
the timbre
of a child’s feet running

I said Funny
You said Sssh
still half asleep

But I was groping for the lost
whether it was the boy
or whether it was the girl

Many years ago
we had one of each.

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