the window’s open, it’s
another night, a baby cries
from the heart of a house,
a dog barks,
seconds fall into seconds
hands hold with tick tock
patience, the neighbors
walk the block again
the window’s open, it’s
another night, the TV
plays war stories it’s
all played out before
seconds fall
into seconds
the streetlights
form shadows
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