it’s a mystery
there stood
a man behind
soft facial features
scruffy with a long
and dense beard
also a woman
with dark gold
straight hair
cold was the air
what time is it
silently waiting
people add to lines
only a few words
what time is it
when the coat disappeared
and all that was left
were minutes
frozen forever
revealing bare arms
showing no sign
that maybe
something else
unknown, unseen
could solve the mystery
though most of
all said was
what time is it

-Jennie Nawrocki