The roses are long gone
Now I search for dandelions
The cake has all been eaten
Now I dine on bread and butter
The festival has ended
Now they’re taking down the tents
The symphony is over
And there was somehow no applause
I fell into an undiscovered hole
And no one even heard me call for help.
ljm
I wrote this while sitting in the exam room of a Dr. who kept me waiting there 45 minutes, with nothing to read or do. I don't wait well.