Waiting Room Poem #75 (a poem)

A slow-ish day.

I’m only thinking out loud
so if it makes sense to me
I can live with it

What the rest of the crew say
is a matter of after the fact
and what do facts have to do with anything?

If there are no pleasantries
to be dispensed with
that’s good enough for me

The clock will take care of the rest

(17 October 2018)


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