Saturday, November 10, 2007

8 minutes

Danestone. 8 mins,
the timer says.
Maybe you'll come
and visit some time.
Did I have a good day?
And you?
The doors open with
a hydraulic hiss.
We hug.
But I didn't see you
take your seat
as I watched for you,
and you pulled away
down the road
to home.

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