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DOCTOR OFFICE WAITING ROOM
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ABSTRACT POEMS
The elevator, E familiar to me
I have been here since just after two,
when will this be through?
I do have other things to do.
I have been here since three.
Why is this happening to me?
I have been here hours.
The docs have all the power.
This is going to take all day!
Can't wait to get away.
I can;t ignore. This is really a bore.
This is going to take all afternoon. It is not going to end soon.
TV just shows reruns.
This is not any fun
Sesame. Why is this happening to me?
Magazines to be seen.
They are out of date. That I really hate.
I can use the phone, feel less alone.
I can look out the window at the view. Yes, that is what I can do.
I can look at a book brought.
I like it, I like it a lot.
I did not bring a toy. I might lose it.
That would give this boy, no joy.
Another child might, with it, play;.
That would be ok. They might it, break.
That's why see, my bringing a toy, is a mistake.
Yes, true, there were times
I wanted hours for an appointment
that lasted minutes two.
One time, I was building a tower with blocks.
The doc came out wanted to talk.
He wanted, with his camera, take a photo.
Forget that, see, look at me, and let me go.
Leave the camera alone.
;Look at me and let me go home.
I go to the desk, see, just ask how much longer will this be?
Why is this happening to me?
They don't know. when I will go.
They don't have a clue, when this will be through.
When will you call my name? This is Insane
This is no fun. When will this be done?
I do finally go home.
It feels all alone.
There is nobody else around.
Nobody to be found.
