Hour 7

Turns out I didn’t need to be there, in the room
to know you had left us.

I felt your slowing in my own body,
like a clock slowing down and down
hands coming to a stop –
time still.

Crawling onto the couch,
curling into a ball in my old robe
breathing in…..out……..in…………out

The phone rang. I already knew you were gone,
I was with you all along.

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