Roy Duffield

Years, and five minutes

                              You don’t have five minutes
for the people you’ve known for years
                              but you’ve spent years
thinking about the people you met for five minutes
when you were eighteen.


bleak fog, grey.
memories of summer
obscure the day.

     Paths crossed
I searched the earth over
until one day I finally tracked you down
I’ll wait on your doorstep
You searched the earth over
until one day you finally tracked me down
but I don’t seem to be home



Roy Duffield is the art editor over at Anti-Heroin Chic and his poems have recently appeared in the Ink Sac (Cephalopress), Wrong Way Go Back (Pure Slush Books), The Dawntreader (Indigo Dreams), and the world’s oldest and most prestigious publication – his personal Instagram: