The noise in the room was white. Nobody made a sound except for the mice in the walls
and even they were too far removed to be considered noisy, our ears couldn’t hear their whispers, our eyes couldn’t see through the dense walls of the brick building in which we waited.
Time is slow
I will get in trouble for writing here
while I stand and wait
to greet people
I do not know
Why haven’t I been eating enough?
I don’t have time.
If I went to school in the mountains
I would have plenty of time
for everyone, including myself.
Too bad I don’t know what I want.