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this morning, when we woke up, there was nobody else.

we had woken long and slow, the sun had risen, as normal
as normal, we had missed it
but there it was, still, rising, notstill

we wondered; was this how Adam and Eve had felt
we wondered; fastnotslow, thoughts racing
(our minds were not yet in sync, that comes later, hush, i promise)
we wondered; then we wandered, then we wondered

we weren’t in Eden, we were in London,
and nobody was watering the trees anymore.


we didn’t know how we knew we were the only ones. we just knew.
everything was quiet and so still
everything is so quiet and so still
was and is, is and was

there must have been fires.
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