Wasted Day Poem by Phil Mason

Trying to sort out the day.4 hours waiting with nothing while 'software' was slopped off to my jeep....
manufacturer mandate....
I read...
I thought too much...
I shuffled my feet I
simply waited
I pondered where I was....
I wrote....
I was painfully restless
I finally fussed for a loaner
I drove to enroll in a class on war and society at Bowdoin
I wrote this hideous poem
I still have no answers to any of the questions that
Plague Me on a daily basis....
It's my life....
day by day
Week by week
Month by month
To an undefined eternit

So it goes.