Waiting For Hours Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Not a clock heard ticking with a tock,
Is doing it slower at one's advantage...
To block the stopping of procrastination.

However...
Nothing prevents a hand to reach out,
For a muffin to stuff a mouth.
OR a burger with a side order of greasy fries,
To find its way to satisfy taste buds.

And people can be seen waiting for hours,
Patiently...
To get their hotdog topped with sauerkraut.

Not a clock heard ticking with a tock,
Is doing it slower at one's advantage...
To block the stopping of procrastination.

And yet...
People give more time in the doing of it,
But will stand in line for days without a single complaint...
To pay to entertain themselves with an array of nonsense.