My phone rang
I didn't hear it.
Cacophony being the norm
I saw the light and headed for the door.
Plastic nuisance worth more than gold
I trundled through the rain.
Spot found
I focused down, smiling inside.
Tomorrow at one
I said in the alcove.
Plans made
I dodged the drops.
Heading for the door
I wished I was somewhere else.
With her.
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