He knows it's daytime when people

rush, herding to their classes and jobs and families

(He doesn't see the sun)


She knows it's night when the air

chills and the streets empty, and the people go home

(She still can't sleep without him)


His words fall like stones against

her deaf ears as she walks towards a vague hope of



Words like sticks surround her

feet as she tries to leave him behind, mirages

of his eyes on the street.


They used to dance together, then walk together, then alone

together, still side by side

(she misses their silences)