He waited
in a cheap hotel
room.
Drumming his worn fingers
on equally worn
side tables.
She was never late
unless she had somewhere
better to be.
He learned that
the hard
way.
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STAI LEGGENDO
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PoesiaCompletely uncensored thoughts and observations, about most anything. Non Fiction #87 // Poetry #193 © Papyruspoet 2014.