FIVE MINUTES [NOIR POETRY 365]
[FIVE MINUTES]
I waited for you at the place where soulmates
were supposed to meet. Found only specters lingering
there, their futures suspended off unreal expectations,
bodies slowed to numbness by imaginary brakes, gazes
lost in vacuums they could not understand.
I waited for you.
Five minutes.
Maybe more.
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