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the disappearing

the disappearing

I was finally able to go home from so many problems
of various kinds in a world, not at ease with itself.
I worried about her. She had been left alone and was
not of a social disposition.
As the plane came in for a landing, I wondered if she
sensed my nearness?
It was late, no busses were going to where I was going
booked into a hotel until morning.
On the bus, I was edgy; what if she had forgotten me?
I saw her playing with children outside the house
she didn’t see me when I called her name, she didn’t
hear me.
A man came up and asked if I was lost, no not at all
I used to live here; I had a dog.
The man looked sideways at me and tried to remember
he looked confused and frightened and walked away.
Written by oskar
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