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Thoughts While Waiting in the ER

You thought you knew her.
She thought she knew you.
 
Neither was true
but this happens at times
 
at Happy Hour on Fridays
after a long week of work.
 
The rapport was strong.
Amazing, you thought.
 
She might be someone
you’d see more than once.
 
She had a nice apartment
or maybe it was a condo
 
a big double bed
with a canopy yet.
 
You slept soundly until
the key in the door
 
and from the other pillow
you heard a whisper,
 
“He’s not expected
until late next week.”
 
 
Donal Mahoney

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