Act Three - Guy Kettelhack - Poetry & Ephemera
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Absence, Presence
It thinks it hears a sound again –
by reflex, turns around again.
Absence is a presence.
No magic effervescence
will make a midnight dawn.
How strange when things are gone.
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