RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
People sitting around in a doctor's waiting room,
doing their things - reading magazines, texting,
playing games, all to pass the time while waiting.
In a chair set away from them all, I sit listening
to music and writing poetry.
Tapping my right heel in time with rhythms touching
my hearing in blissful ecstasy.
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