The Parable of the Lost

I call her name

Stalk the neighborhood

Take the dog

Print out sepia copies of

Her sleeping, staring pensively at the lens

Reminding of me the others

All gone missing

You look at wonder every day

For love or pay

I look for love

Every day

See the missing

You.

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