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The day unfolds
I hear the footsteps
coming up the back stairs
Feel them in fact in the floor
Yet no one is there Only
out front the paper
boy’s soft engine
I dreamt the day
already in half`sleep
The curiously tense staff
One foot in The other out
The Friday Harbor ferry
ride to give a terminal
colleague last rites
The footsteps
are my heart I fear
I hear them now again
within And but imagine
the stirring in the floor
Still the tiny wave
bestirs the cup
Ah! It is my hand . . .
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