In Retrospect

Solitude swallows,

lends a syrupy sweet tang

to 3, 4, 5 days ago.

 

I retreat and ponder –

Was it just me?

 

But memories slice with

serrated edges

And I try to define the

catalyst for this gaping

chasm between us.

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