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Of all the seats you could have taken
in this ample, ponderous space,
you chose the spot right next to me.
I was desperate for solitude today,
a dark, quiet space
to stretch my legs
or pile them up beneath me.
Did you sense that?
I sit here now, dazed, cataleptic,
weighted to the chair, hypaethral
feet flat on the cold cement,
the cold penetrating my soles.
I am aware of every breath you take.
I sit point-blank...Read Full Story
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