March 30, 2014

Being In Line


While I wait
to check out,
my life slowly passes.
Everyone here
carries something
to pay for
somehow,
money being
the most
familiar tender,
though pain
in any form 
is accepted.
This is the only way
to go, without 
attracting 
undue attention,
being accused
of leaving early,
without paying 
anything,
at all.

3/28/2014