Waiting

The breakfast is happening.
Other things are happening

In other times ,other places.
There was this steady hum

It happened in all the time.
A waiting,a pain of waiting.

And the layers of the world
Keep piling one on another.

Things keep on happening
At nothing by me, whatever.

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