now nothing but a field
but with a reverent feel
like a vestry or a high-ceiling library
and though the trailer's gone
life reminds me of her
a radio left on for a pet
classy dangling jewelry
picking apples or berries
being told i know someone i don't
scrabble, holiday decorating, photo-filled walls
and then i'm in the field
and it reminds me of the reminders
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