Wait itself is as tedious
As the passing of time.

Climb,
The hands of the clock inch.
It feels like an eternity.

Certainly I pass through as before,
But still the wait is insurmountable

Countable are the minutes that pass
One, two, maybe five?

I've got til 5 before I can go.
Back to the droll of wasted time

I'm stuck on a loop of waiting and wasting, wasting and waiting.