the silent shrine

our conversation turned
to a feedback loop

I collected the things
we almost said

and built a memorial
in the park near our house.

our neighbours brought objects

like old mobile phones
and sheets of transparent paper

to make a shrine

and I would come each day
with new words

as my offering.

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