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| from "Smoke," La Fabrica, 2019, Theo Ellas. |
Who still calls? But if you call,
wild and sad enough to call,
you needn't speak.
I'll know it's you.
I've been waiting.
Who else would call in silence?
Who else would know I know it's you?
I'll fall silent, too.
We will hear each other breathe,
the wisest, safest thing.
Who else, wild and sad enough,
so many decades later?
Just you. Just me.
Poetry, madam, is the supreme fiction. —Wallace Stevens.
