Messages From Out There
I listen for a rhythmic tapping
in the dark. As if it might
be coming from the stars,
a ticking like a distant heart.
Beyond the breeze in inkblot
woods, beyond the cricket song
and echo-signals of the bats:
is it imagination or a sigh?
Soft, like a lost dog at the door
and yet insistent. Just like
an old forgotten friend tapping
at a shut-tight door.
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