Next in Line
Next in Line I used to think forever was real, An illusion since the clock fell Away from my grasp. Did I blink? Suddenly every laugh Seems to last longer, The faces I thought were forever Now blurry in tainted pictures. Don’t blink. I used to wait in line, counting seconds in the water fountain line, Now I’m in line before hundreds, counting seconds toward a lifetime. I glance at stuffed animals Next to a diploma. Is this it? Until I’m tossed another suitcase. I blinked...