15 Minutes Away And I Don’t

Some memory of you
And the way you used to talk
Your mouth feared what it could say

A spare thought shifts
The stacks

Stands still
And what was I doing

You take my picture and I take yours
Somewhere a photograph
Meaningless still

Crooked teeth
Golden fur

In a sleeping bag half-in-half-out of your room
I dream big dreams

(They won’t come true)

Braved the 403 so many hours
I wouldn’t anymore

I’m 15 minutes away
And I don’t

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