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Sunday, December 13, 2015

Waiting Room

I sit waiting
Time can drag you
Pull you along bloody
Into infinity
The clock beats in time to my heart
Can I make it March?
Moments can be counted
They are sitting in a tidy pile
Something is missing
Days are dealt in hands
Whose hands?
Dealers come and go
Luck of the draw turns a flush, a full house
My house is empty
Can I have a page, a book?
The writing is blank
All cards are wild
As I sit waiting