Sleep In The Absence Poem by Fatima Nusairat

Between breathing and a growl pulse
Between sleep and clang bullets
I pass my fingers for long hours in her fur.
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Asleep in the absence house, as silence
Asleep as a raft tighten by
The waves and loosen,
Come once..
Then comes again and back.
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Cries when I laugh
And laughs while I cry.
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In a waxed and polished box
And closed tightly like a coffin lid
Her voice dies..
Whose on her knees life cried.