Things that turn up
for no reason
bother me.
Were they in hiding?
Are they always here?
What they get up to
in our absence
is anyone’s guess.
Perhaps there’s a parallel world
where lost is found.
I’ve never been there,
so I don’t know.
Not looking
makes sense,
if you see what I mean:
not searching for gaps
to fill.
Still, I’m glad we retrieved
this moment.
It’s been missing
a while.
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