You didn't slam a door
nor get angry with minor yelps
of neighboring dogs
so sad in their kennels,
the streets are covered in leaves
that have curled and turned
many hues of ceasing to be,
there was wind from a window
that kept you cool when
no one was watching,
the phone rings
and it rings again
until it ends,
and silence
is the only thing
there is
to be angry about.
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