The billboard sign strips down to the metal.
All you can see are the letters on the thin paper
in rhythm with the wind.
It's ending is just a
sigh and a spurt
in the silent night
The screen door shuts.
The dishwasher hums.
You tuck your housecoat around your tight chest
and rub your eyes.
You could have missed it,
but you didn't.
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