Wait for it
yes, wait for it
who knows just what
it's coming
yes, it's coming
is it cold, or hot
squint your eyes
yes, look for it
in the distance and the mist
feel the sand
all the granules
slipping through your fist
a touch of anticipation
yes, longing deep inside
any and all the questions
from which you cannot hide
an itch you just can't reach
persisting in your mind
everywhere you turn
running out of time
when it finally gets here
you'll know beyond a doubt
delivery by Door Dash
receiving your
take-out

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The Mystery

Trusting all ordered food
to a hungry person
for delivery