After an hour plus
Of an endless waiting
As directed previously
Ten O'Clock was fixed
And then,
From ten to eleven
After eleven in vain
Hold me in derision
Laugh at me.
I laughed at self and wondered as well"cause hands refused to rise to your neck and squeeze love out of you.
With short hands of sorrow
Stretching to borrow
When smiling unseen
I will not be seen
Till I cough out the gall
That drips from our hall
Life of time is expensive!
