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xxiv.

cloudy skies
23:30;

two weeks later
you seated yourself
once again
at your mahogany desk,
cleared of your binders
and notebooks and
bibliographies
and things
and distractions

instead
you had your eyes
fixated like a mechanical robot
on a simple calendar

i left you to your
own mysterious devices
despite my desperation
to ask you
millions of questions

you stayed in your
seat for late hours
until the early hours
of the morning,
the calender's corners
crumpling under
your fingertips

tense

your face looked
so delicate
and fragile
like a glass doll

your full lips
were cracked

i snuck a brief glance
as i passed you by

you muttered 
two words
like a mouse
in a library

20 days