Slipped -
a splash in silence,
something broke within my chest.
Where are you?
Curtains rise,
curtains fall,
shadows move but nothing stays.
Where are you?
A bicycle sways,
the road tilts wide,
balance trembles in air.
Where are you?
Questions drift
like restless dust,
none return with gentle hands.
Where are you?
Roads divide,
then disappears,
every turn avoids your trace.
Where are you?
Hands on heart,
Breath held tight -
Even echoes answer less.
Where are you?
Where are you?
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