25 March 2014

Strangers

Stranger

We averted our eyes

I don’t think we spoke a word

We committed the act

With little enthusiasm

More like a chore

Than a pleasure

When it was done

We did not exchange numbers

Or engage in idle conversation

She just called her husband

To come and pick her up

There were no goodbyes

She split without comment

I was left there wondering

If there was any point

To something like that

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2 comments:

  1. Peaceful Flower26 March 2014 at 09:53

    Odd, yet you've written it wonderfully!!

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    1. Thank you Debra. Not one of my best perhaps, but a story I had the urge to tell and I question I had to ask.

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