Saturday, April 19, 2014

always late

he's always late.
ten
minutes, or twenty,
an hour,
maybe longer.
it's how he lives,
being late, it's
how he gets everyone
to say hey, where
is he.
and when he arrives,
it's all
about him.
where've you
been, we missed you.
what took you
so long,
what happened,
and with a big
sheepish smile,
he soaks
it all in.

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