A fifteen minute break
By myself
With my journal
And the three pairs of slippers
From this morning
In my head.

Nothing funny
Or entertaining,
Just the silence
Of an empty room
With the music of moving air
And an apple being crushed by my teeth.

I had cereal,
Not this morning,
But earlier on today
And I just remembered
That without my phone
I have to rely on a clock
A few minutes too slow.

Is my break up yet?

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