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[title] => The Waiting Game
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[bodytext] => Three hours, thirteen cigarettes, and countless awkward glances Which all seem to question my motive for sittin in the parkin lot Leanin against the cracked yellow curb. What? Don’t act like you’ve never waited for somethin before— A man, in particular. He should’ve been here by now; Perhaps I’ve missed him. But just to be absolutely sure, I’ll give it another thirty minutes or so, Helplessly resistin each second that passes Without sight of him (I have things to do today). It’s no use, he isn’t comin. But somehow, gettin up to walk away would be like Severin my right leg. He doesn’t know I’m waitin for him— Maybe that’s why he isn’t here yet. I’ll bet he’s never Stood a girl up in his whole life. (He can’t really stand me up If he doesn’t know I’m here) But I couldn’t have told him I would be waitin for ‘im On account of I think he’s in love with his girl I don’t know her, but I know I don’t like her I only wanted to see him, Maybe wave, or smile and say hi Nothin out of the ordin’ry. But I can’t wave or smile at someone Who is almost positively not comin. My nails are raw with teeth marks My knuckles don’t need to be cracked For about twenty years after today I’ll probably have emphysema Tomorrow, the way I’m goin on. My back will undoubtedly be Sore from the leanin and waitin Is it just me or is the sun settin? I didn’t realize I had been out here for so long Or maybe I did, and just didn’t want to believe it Only fools wait this long for Someone who should have Been here hours ago, (If he was gonna show up at all) But it’s a nice night, so I guess Fifteen more minutes wouldn’t kill me [comments] => 1 [counter] => 226 [topic] => 43 [informant] => HaleysHeresat [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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