Poem Written While Searching

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all this distance
the girls disappear
and out my window
fruit trees bloom
a TV through the wall
murmurs, 300 vanished
the first robin
has its nest broken
by random wind
on buzzbox AM radio
a man mentions again
that misplaced airplane
and through the fence
there is new green
on things thought gone
the leaning telephone pole
beside my sleeping car
has a xerox of Jane
missing since June
that night
finally it’s warm
the computer is off
I search the dryer
for my other sock.

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