Counting Seconds…

Impatience! Thy curse is mighty indeed.

Seconds

T

I

C

K

By

So….slowly….

languidly…

Grating on my

N

E

R V E S

Blink blink blink

4:56 the red numbers says

Telling me

Taunting me

Provoking me

Blink Blink Blink

the twin dots indifferently march on

Each movement do not escape my notice

S

I

X

T Y blinks to one change in number

One number less

Another step closer to the freedom

From this tediousrestrictiveuglyhated shackles

Closer…closer…

It

Shows

4:59

And

B

L I N

K

The digital clock turns 5:00.

An unheard alarm blares within me.

I pick up my bag and leave without looking back.