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And Everything In-Between

And Everything In-Between

there’s a lady

sitting in the sand

trembling

trying to breathe

in and out

a Tsunami hit her hard

and knocked her backwards

and she can’t find her husband

anywhere

and all his clothes

are floating in the sea

his socks and shoes

just went by

all the papers

the important papers

are scattered

like ash

she reaches for the photographs

the two of them smiling in a frame

wearing silly hats

she can still hear his laugh

feel his touch

his arm around her

his hand in hers

how can she sleep

without him

there

he was always there

taking care of things

taking care of her

how can she sit at the table

next to an empty chair

they talked about everything

and nothing

they already bought the ticket

he must just be away

he’ll be back in the morning

by next week

he’ll be home for Thanksgiving

he wouldn’t miss Christmas

all this wet wrapping paper

these empty boxes

ribbons washed up

like seaweed

he promised he’d never leave her

why is it so cold

summer was just here

why does it keep raining

and raining

where are the roses

he’s out buying roses

there were none in the market

so he went out searching

for flowers

he’s just in the meadow

picking flowers for you

so he can give them to you

when he sees you

again

but you’ll have to wait awhile

‘cause you gotta use your ticket

you can’t waste your ticket

you can’t put it in a drawer

it’s redeemable

go where it’s warm

and dry

and pleasant people

like that place

with the sunsets

and the music

go there

TL

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