Turned about and saw

Saw the remains

What was left from

the night before

Of a movie I once saw

reminded me

The steps printed

on the floor

Only left overs scattered

on the surface

The very same path

she walked

Steps of dirt composed

a traced route

not more…


Swept in the morning

all gone…

But not the night before


©Carlos di Paulo Zozaya

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