By Nadia (ms.nadia@mail.com)
Date: 22 September 2000
Coal Mine, No Canary
Can you imagine the sea without fish in it?
A forest with no butterflies?
A coal mine without canaries???
The Hyde Street apartment,
Like the whole of San Francisco,
Is now but an empty shell awaiting your return.
Only your absence fills every corner of the city,
Like the fog that creeps in hesitantly,
Seeking your songs.
The silence is deafening.
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