Past nine.

waiting again
the only task harder than waiting
is to wait all over again
it's like
my life is jumping from one wait to the next
I am a patient animal
wounded but patient
nothing in my wounds is personal
I am a vagabond caught in the crossfire
minutes fly out of my wretched life
like bats high on helium
as I savour, alone, all the ache in my spine.

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