My recalled SUV takes me to a dealership waiting room.
Others like me wait while the talk show lady blares on the loud TV.
Two hours long my sentence here, bland the room I call a cell.
No desk where in peace to work, write a word or two.
Plain walls and floors beaten down by tainted soles.
People here talk to their cell phone screens,
Embarrassed to wile away their time seated in one place.
Is there time to roll up in a ball and waste it on celebrity watching?
People who assume life is a ruler long have the time.
As for me, whose time like a candle is put out,
Rather stay still and not think of time running out.
