So
here we are, you and I somewhere
out
there in a place we have gathered
to
be.
Yesterday
the line formed, a yesterday
turned
into today and soon tomorrow
shall
be.
Yes,
my friends, a gathering in kind,
in
front, in the middle or last one left
behind
standing in line.
And
for what, who knows, who on Earth
can
say?
Waiting…
waiting…
patiently
waiting.
standing
in a long, long line, wasting
time,
waiting perhaps with expectations,
with
reserved or great anticipation,
somewhere
stationary, slowly shuffling
our
feet forward, biding our time,
you
and I, the guy or gal next door,
the
ones left out in the cold,
the
ones ahead or left behind, waiting,
waiting
day after day,
eventually
to hopefully become the first
one,
coming up from the last one in line,
waiting
to see what in hell is happening.
I
for one am tired of waiting.
I’ve
run out of time, and I’m out of here!
No
need to save my place.
Chris
Hanch 10-8-19
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