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Dogs 2016

LIVING PICTURES
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people
leave

people
die

we are left
with nothing
but material
remembrances

ethereal
memories

lingering
sensations
as if
they were just
in the room

we miss

we mourn

we consider
clearing
all that can
be disposed
in order to
rid ourselves
of these minor
torments

these minimal
hauntings

but we know
that even
an empty house
would preserve
their aura

we relent

they are
with us

they will
never
depart

even after
we
are similar likenesses
upon the wall

joining them
again

forever