fragments
and missing lines
half-notes
vague
it never ends
never heard
never understood
I stand waiting
for a cab
by the sidewalk
under dim light
rain falling
hand outstretched
no one comes
sometimes
I wish they were sometimes
but it’s always
and it’s always always
when I remember
not sometimes
but all the time
well, half the time
and the other half
is space
and silence
Evelyn Dumag-Gabinete