When The Dust Settles Poem by BASAB CHAUDHURI

When The Dust Settles

We will meet
at the coffee shop
when the dust settles.

When he said it,
I muttered -
will the dust ever settle?

Does dust settle at all?

Coffee beans are dusted.
Cup after cup
is made and emptied.

We did not meet.

Dust -
I do not know.

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