Wasting my life

One moment at a time

Standing in line

Behind ladies

With over a

Hundred and seven

Items, that brim

A loaded shopping cart.

And in front of a

Freezer case

Full of single

Microwavable meals.

Or waiting for the bus,

When the one I just missed

Was three minutes early,

This one's sure to be late

Or for a tone to drop,

An alarm, jump a truck

We're on our way,

To save the day.

On hold for an hour

Just to be disconnected;

"I'm sorry, your call cannot

Be completed as dialed.

Please hang up and try your call again. "

Or mail you should have on

Thursday

But won't see 'till next

Wednesday

Because of a national holiday.

Or a three day train

With a two day delay.

For winter to fade

And spring's return.

Or the last five minutes

Of a corporate slave's work day,

Clinging to every

Tick, every tock

Watching the clock.

Or slowly, in a rocking chair,

Waiting to stop waiting,

For when jack jumps from his box.