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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