21:32
Trapped in the lane of
waiting, between action
and defeat.
Forced into stillness as
breath continues, time
passes but you cannot
move forward.
Flashing announcement
cancelled to prolong
the purgatory of continued
movement.
Wind teases hair into
chill, night already settled
in the sky, but no stars
visible at the station
of the stuck.
Distant sounds indicate life
but nothing touches the
bubble of the pathway
leading to this place.
No one joins you in
the in-between.
Scribbled Thoughts 