Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Say

If I disappeared one day, say...
Would you come searching for me all the way?
If I wrote you a letter from a hundred miles away,
Would you check the stamp for the place I stay? Say.
If one day you woke up and found me gone...
With a letter on the bedside drawer...
My mug in the sink...
Hot coffee in the pot...
My clothes hanging on the peg where I left it last night...
My hairbrush still lying on the dresser mirror...
What would you do?
Would you give up on me? Say.

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