The Waiting Room

She uses the word justness
As I sit stilled before these haunting pictures

I don’t know
Quiet only the voices of the past
No present or future here in the waiting room I remember
Paperwork when you believe is different than when you just go through the motions of

All these empty words
But you still
Expect me to believe them

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