The Missing

Sucked air to stillness,
Life hoovered-rooms,
Settled-down hallways,
A vacuum in gloom:

In repose, our stifled,
Slumped reaction,
We partitioned ourselves,
Finding distraction,

With screens and sleep,
Mine the latter,
Offsetting the thoughts,
‘Bout the missing,
which matters.

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