Still

sometimes
when I close my eyes
I find myself

running
stumbling

on a sidewalk
in New York City

some memories
lost of their context

still drift to
the surface in dreams

I try to say goodbye but I choke

still
we are there

in that city
I think of as ours

stumbling

your agile hand
reaching out for mine

you always knew
how to find me

I always knew
you were home

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