I'm not sure if I recognize the woman
from the middle-aged pair passing me
on the overgrown forest road;
she seems terribly familiar,
but surely the person I am thinking of
wouldn't be carrying a little dog
on her ams? Never a dog person -
cats, perhaps... Must be just someone
looking almost exactly alike,
and the gray-haired, gray-bearded man
with her, his face a variation
of many I've known yet worn now
by someone I've never seen - that
I'm sure - further tells that on familiar,
abandoned, roads you shall meet
faces, but not people, from the past.
14.06.2021-31.05.2022
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